“You deserve a heart that will love you completely, not the one that is already broken. You deserve eyes that will make you feel special, not the ones that are full of tears. It kills me to say this but you deserve someone better than me.”

Ignoring the truth keeps you in the shadows.

We all have pain in life but we learn to live with it. When our pain leaves us and goes away, we feel empty. Pain is a pleasure.

No rose ever grew overnight, be patient.

You have to hurt before you heal: that’s how you know the recovery is real.

Letting go breeds freedom.

Our wings are built from the feathers of failure.

Make sure the burden you feel is the one you chose to keep.

At the heart of all men suffering lies the absence of safety, and from that absence, fear is born.

Loneliness breeds self-love.

He is living on a diminishing hope that good things await him in the future. A hope that promises a sense of contentment even though the scars from the past might never fade away.

Self love is a strength that only a few possess in this cruel world, don’t ever think of it as a weakness.

Silence is loud, more than the storm.

The earth doesn’t need to go to meet the sky. True love is the one that doesn’t get a destination.

He found peace in his own storms, but when he loves, he still has the thunder in his eyes, a hurricane in his mind.

Broken hearts and broken dreams, maybe it’s just the way we are meant to be.

All the flowers in my house dried up and died, maybe because only they have seen me when nobody is around.

She plucked a feather from her magnificent wings and dipped it in ink. She wrote poems bled from her scars guided straight from the depths of her heart.

Her lips have so many burns and scars, but they are still sugar-sweet.

Don’t ever be ashamed of the scars life has left you with.

What a waste of scar if it doesn’t remind you of strength.

I want someone to kiss my scars and tell me I’m beautiful still, that even after my scars I’m worthy to be loved and seen, i want someone to tell me that warriors do not come clean.

He fell in love with her soul, when his fingers traced her scars.

The heart never forgets what makes it happy. Happiness helps the wounds heal into scars.

The scars and stains of racism are still deeply embedded in the society.