Bruised hopes,
Jolted emotions,
Pierced heart,
Blown mind,
Still, you attempt to grow!
Make every inch of the pain count,
Pick your shattered self…
Re-work on the softer corners,
Harden the areas that birthed fear.
Embrace yourself,
You shall bloom,
One day soon…
Out of the deepest wounds,
Rise the strongest souls…
Count on yourself,
You are the only infinite…
Dig a little deeper in your heart,
Seal the doors and the windows…
Have some mirrors,
Embrace yourself a little longer…
For the path ahead won’t be a rosy one,
But a bed of bushes, thorns, and what not…
pain
the litmus
of limit
and heal
feel
the joy
of the morning
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