“She bloomed from the depths of darkness through the cracks she was brought to life by the sun.”

Wild one, be still and listen your soul will whisper to you even in the darkest of moments.

I began digging up the old roots planted deep in my mind to release the weight and become free again.

Feeling, the strength of the roots beneath my body I stand here planted in the soil of all that came before me and all that will follow.

There is peace in knowing love is always within her moving through her gracefully she doesn’t need anyone’s permission to create, to grow, to simply just be.

I am the leaves that blow in the wind untethered and free.

I was drawn to him completely, addicted his eyes pulled me into the shadows hidden away and all at once his pain became my own.

The parts she had buried away were never lost just patiently waiting to be unearthed.

Wild, natured being never forget how powerful you truly are.

I do not feel ready to plant my roots on this earth without first drinking the water from the rivers of the world.

Darling, look how far you’ve come do you truly believe you are unable to rise from the ashes and grow new wings.

Those places will never be the same they are forever intertwined with the thought of you.

I stayed with him hoping to discover a remedy to my pain.

Darling, let go I promise you will never want to carry that pain again.

Her name is foreign on my tongue, I repeat it over and over and over in my head hoping one day it will sound familiar.

I was searching for relief in places I would never find peace.

I am ready to love the pieces that are weighing me down.

Somewhere between the stars there is a place for me and you; Where the moon kisses the horizon and the darkness fades away.

We have to embrace our darkest thoughts to become light again.

There’s always a glimmer in eyes that have been through the dark.

And the darkness felt suddenly like home again. Like a familiar place in the shadows where we used to meet.

And all this aching memories of you are floating through my burning veins; letting my scars glow in a dark blue reflecting the colour of your weary eyes.

She’ll find peace in the solitude, in the depths of the well. The darkness alludes to how far she fell. And perhaps, the view is better from way down afar, It keeps the water still In her reservoir.

I survived the darkness. Crawled. Clawed. Endured. Untangled lies from truth. This wisdom is my sword.

When I met my darkness clouds | swirled the night sky | refracted light danced in the wild eyes | freedom came for me.