Just like what holds rain
Too much pain and she will burst
The clouds are her eyes
Just like what holds rain
Too much pain and she will burst
The clouds are her eyes
✨The universe always knows exactly what she is doing.
❌I’ve wanted to quit more in the past week, than ever before. Quit therapy, quit writing, just quit…
And then today, I got this message.
You know life is so unpredictable and there are times I think I’m doing so great and then out of thin air this dark cloud presents itself and it’s always hell to get it to disappear.
I’ve been wearing my best of smiles lately only to avoid being asked if everything is okay. Something about that damn question that gets me every time. So I just pretend and hope reality catches up
And I usually write to dump out all the feelings because I kinda suck at verbally expressing them but lately I couldn’t even bring myself to do that…
And then I got this message… and I just cried quietly to myself.
When something is meant for you, it will always find you.
It will find you in your brightest moments and your darkest corners.
It’ll celebrate your highest highs, and pick you up during your lowest lows…
✨✨
Thanks B, though you reached out to let me know how I’ve helped you-you didn’t even realize how much you were helping me. I love you 🤍
✨✨
Just keep swimming friends
Never stop writing ✍🏾
And on the days she dresses like so
I have no problem with how she clouds my judgement
If tears must fall let them not be for granted, let them be in celebration
For my body no longer stumbles through dark valleys, there are no more complications
My soul lies in these o so green pastures, at the very top of the hill
I am where the waves no longer crash but instead where the waters are still
Let our memories dismantle your anger
Let our love console your grief
Let our laughs keep you warm at night
And that is what will bring me peace
Focus not on the battle I lost there, but on the war I won here
And though my eyes have closed, the world has never been so clear
The sky has never been so blue
The earth has never felt so soft
Think of me as the angel you’ve gained, not the loved one you lost
When you miss me call on your Father
Pour into him your overflow of me
Think not about what we missed
But be filled on what we did see
As these clouds begin to open and I begin to soar
Know that these wings carry me comfortably
And I am in pain, no more