Lillies…

I cry
As the Heated air I never even knew existed inside flows out
When I’m blinded by thoughts that wouldn’t let me be
How do I let go of these things that hurt me?

I cry
when I’m angry
The fact that I can’t let it out in words makes it a heavier burden.
Oh the headache I’d have after this session
I’m tired and unwilling to make anymore concessions
How have I gotten so used to this pain? Yet it amazes me every single time it happens.
Words hurt me and I’m also fragile.
I’m torn in to pieces every single time over and over yet I’ve decided, I wouldn’t give in to it.

Times like this I wish I was dead, With my lord I’d find peace.
I was told that freedom is an illusion but this is part of what he promised. But he said to also make it better in the end.
“Verily , with Hardship comes ease”
These aren’t 12 am thoughts. But 7:48.
I’d let go. I’d be fine. And I’d forgive.
This is only the beginning

-Taw🥀