“All the material gifts in the world will not make up for the psychological hurt.”

I thought of you to realize that you haven’t crossed my mind for a while.

You could have shook my whole world luckily I became aware, and I took a turn.

I decide that my vulnerability is my strength I remember to not forget.

Time is by my side I’m not running forward for time is not behind.

Sometimes you need to take a tiny break to take space and reevaluate.

You were the sun that made me see that to be loved is also destined for me.

Tainted colors in summer rain mixed with white to relieve all the pain.

You don’t have to be afraid it’s okay everything will graciously fall into place.

You revived me after my knees were weak, you kept going on towards another peak.

I move a bit slower that is fine because I blossom after I hide.

Writing is my job, and I am employed by god.

Death is love, and love is death it is letting go even before your last breath.

You made me uncomfortable, in a good way.

Inner work leads to success.

Whatever I will accomplish today I am proud of myself anyway.

There’s this kind of freedom in saying what I think I could lay to rest eternally in ink.

I’m the drug in your veins, just fight through the pain.

I never thought that it would hit this hard.

Don’t waste your love on somebody, who doesn’t value it.

If you love deeply, you’re going to get hurt badly. But it’s still worth it.

All suffering is caused by ignorance.

There is just so much hurt, disappointment, and oppression one can take. The line between reason and madness grows thinner.

Hope is such a beautiful word, but it often seems very fragile. Life is still being needlessly hurt and destroyed.

Anything dead coming back to life hurts.