Giving is the greatest gift.
Illusions can be changed.
Your madness is your map follow it.
Not all flowers bloom in April.
There is no end to your light.
Allow your softest sides to show.
Your patience is your power.
Brokenness is a beginning.
All waves eventually pass.
You are the voice they couldn’t hush.
And like water I always find my way.
Why is it so heavy to feel nothing.
The endings won’t end you.
Your soul is an Ocean.
Magic comes in pieces.
