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Healing


Last night I had a dream That I walked bare foot on broken glass I felt the tearing of skin beneath my feet I saw the deep dark red of my blood on the soil The sweat and grime between my toes And the sting of the crystal glass Piercing right into my flesh And the tightening on my face as I cried of pain It made me understand clearly... That my heart was the broken glass And walking on them barefoot means living In the darkness of my past And my blood was the consequence Of choosing to walk in the hurt of my mistakes I realised that we choose to stay hurt It is true that pain never goes away It is okay to be broken, it is okay to bleed Sometimes you need the pain To remind you that you're alive But beyond the hurt, is a better Wiser and stronger version of yourself A heart that is willing to love again A spirit that is unwavering with determination To try again, to fight and to keep hope alive To show you that who you are becoming Is greater than what you are going through When you stay with your past You plung your present in eternal darkness When you refuse to move on from hurt You go far away from the beauty of your future When you walk on the brokenness of your soul You hurt your feet...... Silver's Diary
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