the worst thing I ever experienced was the incompatibility that I felt for myself
and if you ask anyone what to do
they don't know how to cure your soul
it depends on you
and that means
that your totally screwed
I got that
but
the paradox point of the whole being-unable-to-bear-yourself-stuff is
that if you want to breathe easy again
you've got to take the fucking mess that you are and start to kiss all of the shatters you can find
kiss every single broken piece of it until you sparkle like the tears that you needed to release
if you want to be happy
you need to fall in love
that's true,
but
you need to fall in love with yourself
and that's what makes all of it so fucked up
YOU ARE READING
it's her.
Poetryit's about a women as liquid as the sea, brighter than the first light, your very own sun it's about a girl braver than a pack of wolves, stronger than the ones she feared and still warmer than your heart could feel it's a universe, a passion it's...
