change is heavy
you push your limits to a point where you don't realize
what's real, what's not, what held you behind
and it's slow and painful
secretive and hushed
until someone can see it
until the world starts to feel it
healing is painful
feels like you bleed more each time
and damage your beauty until you collapse
but when you look at it closely
all of the wounds are closing up
and you start breathing again
and it's okay not to feel it
or feel it all
or fall back again
soon you'll realize
everything is the way it's supposed to be
it's okay
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L I VI N G
Poetryhere's something that went through my mind a day a week a month a year ago. A never ending cycle of sadness, pain, lust and emotions but i'm still somehow sane.
