Crossword puzzles

 

                                   



i don't know exactly in which breath i broke and in which breath healed. It's all a blur of slow fades and quick unraveling's, gradual growth and sudden revelations, seasons of life overlapped like crossword puzzles, except i had no clues to solve the problems.

reality was not quite as black and white but i got here, didn't i? the pen markings are evidence that life is just one big mess of trial and error. i think in a way i am still breaking and still healing and my heart is still working overtime to keep me safe. once it starts it does not stop but my word, i do not want it to. see how i am a little less scared and a little bit stronger and oh, see how i'm doing just fine.



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