When blood like sickles attempt to harvest life from you
I want you to know you are beautiful
Not just in the way you appear
But your existence here is beautiful
When pain bears it’s weight on you
Know that not one of us is immune to it
Sometimes it tears at our heart and on other days a broken arm is all the pain that weighs us
When you go through episodes only you can understand
When words don’t seem to express to all the things you want to say
I pray we are expressive enough with our actions that we care
I pray we find words enough to soothe the pain
You are loved
And like a flower; bloom into everything you are meant to be.
Written By: Tsakpa Charles Junior
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