My heart …it is strange There are times it is completely still Silent and disinterested It almost feels untouchable as if it is not even a part of me And then. Without warning. It opens, and overflows With all the things I was so certain I didn’t feel And
We must stop treating pain like poison. Poison gets in, destroys, cripples, and kills. Pain gets in, destroys, cripples .. And makes space for something new to be built. It will not kill you; its intention was never to end you but to expand you.
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Treat your pain like dough. You have to touch it. Toil with it. Stretch it, test it, discover what lies beneath it. All until you finally mould it into something beautiful.