the hurting / the healing

the hurting / the healing

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[ poetry bundle ] If there's anything I've learned these past 20 years, it's that life is never perfect. Some days are harder than others. Some days I feel so utterly happy that I fall in love with being alive. Others I feel so empty and tired it seems impossible to even leave my bed. Life is never the same, it is forever changing. This bundle is a reflection of that. These poems were written during both the worst and the best times of my life. They represent my journey to happiness: The hurting has not yet ended but the healing has started. I hope you enjoy.
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I've always hated the saying "Time heals all wounds." Maybe in most cases that may be true. In my experience with life and pain however, time has only ever bled out the wound. The scars that the wounds left behind though, are often so deep that just looking at them becomes painful to the mind. Time only heals what you let go of. Sometimes letting go and moving on just doesn't feel possible; no matter how much time you let pass you by. These poems signify what time hasn't healed for me.

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