the wounds will heal.
the heart won’t ache anymore.
the eyes won’t cry ever again.
you won’t have to scream,
for you will have the assurance that
you are heard.
you won’t feel the need to take revenge
to people who wronged you.
you’ll learn how to forgive.
you’ll learn how to let go.
you’ll learn how to be yourself.it will all happen someday.
but for now, let yourself break.
watch yourself crawl to the place
where you feel the safest,
and stay there for a while to rest.
you will need the energy for tomorrow.

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Found This Book Somewhere In The Forest
Poetry"Talk to my soul later midnight, when the moon's at its peak. That's the only way of communication that I know, because my physical lips will stutter if I told you about how I want to tear my human skin apart and go out."