
Your words are written all over my skin.
Some days I carry them like a testament of strength.
Some days I carry them like the scars that they are.
Tag: strength
Float Back To Me
I hope if I sow up this sentiment
and bury it beneath the sea,
out will grow the strength I need
& love will float back to me.
Through.

The only way out is through.
It doesn’t matter how you get there.
It doesn’t matter how long, or how far, or how dark the tunnel is.
As long as you get through it.
Drag yourself if you have to.
Pull yourself through it.
Because I promise the light at the end will be there waiting.
I promise it gets better.





