Writing to reclaim the broken places in my life.
There are hurt places in my heart - rooms that have been vacuum sealed.
One day these chambers will be ready to open - I will delve into them as they give me permission.
I will feel the pain, hurt and joy locked behind them.
Anger that attacks.
Tears that cleanse.
Comforting silence.
My story is valid.
It is where I've walked and I will own it.
All of it.
1 comment:
Beautifully said friend. You do have a story... and it will be shared.
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