it begins with a breath
it carries a sound
it collapses your chest
until you're thinking outloud
' this cant be happening ...'
Well its happening.
you're not so alone anymore
the seasons are changing
the wounds are healing
the pain you'd imagined would kill you is weakening ...
or maybe you're just getting stronger..
-so go ahead- open your eyes wide like this is a good thing-
-let the wind sting your face until your heart starts beating -
- and then, go stare at your reflection until you mean something-
This hits the spot of how I
This hits the spot of how I feel with the craziness of life. Thanks, It was awesome. Your writing is great.
.
I <3 you for this
This was just beautiful................
powerful as well. Worth something to someone who has recently lost a loved one. A perfect description of the many stages of grief. I hope you keep writing and sharing. I've so enjoyed your work. Sincerely, Melissa Lundeen.
i agree!! the only time i
i agree!! the only time i ever felt like my face was a stranger was after i lost my brother. theres something so bizarre about that moment looking in the mirror. love the way u captured it (not sure if that was ur intent, or if some other emotion also creates that illusion).
wow thanks
Thank you for saying that