"Wounds of All Battles"

 

Maybe...

Just maybe...

Moving on is the happy ending you are seeking...

Why can't we cling to the good, as much as we do the bad?

Why is such importance put upon the wrong side?

Worrying is like worshiping the problem...

We have the ability within us to change that...

Don't sabotage your peace for chaos, simply because it is what you have gotten use to

Listen to the silence, it's telling the truth

Remind yourself of the difference

Comparison is only ever the thief of joy

That is the only reason circles exist, because they are excruciating to break

It takes such a large amount of strength, courage and pain to change a familiar pattern

Making it the strangest paradox that we bear

We are told to choose our battles wisely, yet we tend to be more at war with ourselves than others...

Then carry those scars and other wounds of all the battles we have avoided

Making all of these parts of our story told so far...

Messy, raw and real...

Filled to the brim with moments

Some wished to be erased...

And others are how we discovered safety within grace

How odd is it, that another being can hate you, by how others love you...

This is how we are taught about the bitterness within truth

Reactive abuse happens when someone pushes you too far, until you act out of character

Then, they shame you for your reaction...

Making the words, “I'm sorry” and “forgive me” part of sentences that are now completely worn out

Which brings us to an end we have long seen coming

That continued disrespect like that will always close more doors...

Than any failed apologies can ever reopen

Reminding us that life is constant motion of give and take

Give thanks for things seen and realized

And rise above it all.

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