I find a lot of the stuff I wrote here very cringey and I'm
having to actively fight against the urge to make fun of myself for
it, so I'm choosing instead to do some inner child healing by
being proud of little me for how much passion I clearly had for
this. I put a lot of work into this stuff and was really looking
for a healthy outlet while going through a whole whole lot.
“I overcame
myself, the sufferer; I carried my own ashes to the mountains;
I invented a brighter flame for myself. And behold, then this
ghost fled from me.
“
When
you’re broken, people are going to come along and try to
fix you. They’ll try to fix you with their words.
They’ll try to fix you with drugs and therapy and
they’ll try to minimize the lingering and bitter taste of
loneliness and feeling of isolation. People are going to
attempt to pick up your pieces and make you whole. But those
shards will cut their hands and the sight of blood dripping
from their fingertips will turn them away from your presence.
But sweetheart someone is going to come along and pick up the
shards with no hesitation. The shards will cut them and scar
them but they will surely see all the beauty behind the gashes.
That, my friend, is enough to make you whole again.
— you won’t be lonely forever, no matter how deep the cut may be.
— you won’t be lonely forever, no matter how deep the cut may be.
You will love again the stranger who was your self.
Give wine. Give bread. Give back your heart
to itself, to the stranger who has loved you
all your life, whom you ignored
for another, who knows you by heart.
Take down the love letters from the bookshelf,
the photographs, the desperate notes,
peel your own image from the mirror.
Sit. Feast on your life.
Give wine. Give bread. Give back your heart
to itself, to the stranger who has loved you
all your life, whom you ignored
for another, who knows you by heart.
Take down the love letters from the bookshelf,
the photographs, the desperate notes,
peel your own image from the mirror.
Sit. Feast on your life.
BEFORE HEALING A WOUND YOU MUST FIRST ADMIT THAT
YOU ARE
BLEEDING.
YOU ARE
BLEEDING.
