"In the Middle"

 

Sometimes....

You cannot think your way out of things...

Somethings you must feel your way through...

Because not all cages are made of metal, some are made of thoughts...

The mind seems to draw maps where the heart wishes to follow

And sometimes we get lost along the way...

Somewhere between what we want and what we have been told

Right in the middle of logic and longing...

Language is a movable object

We can and do learn, which causes so much change within and around us...

And we should grow beyond the past moments...

You may not have asked for this heavy weight placed upon you, but you do get to choose how you react to it

What we do in this life echoes for all the days we live within it

Sometimes the greatest betrayal isn't what someone has done to you

Its how long you have abandoned yourself to keep them

Maybe you are not healing because you are trying to be who you were before the trauma was caused

Sadly, the reality is that being no longer exists

There now is a new you emerging from the darkness

Trying to be born at this very moment...

To breath life into the being you are now becoming

Never trade your authenticity for approval

People will attack your character, wishing to gain entry to your being

Take notice, there is something there...

Thieves just don't break into empty places for no reason...

People always seem to notice the changes with you

But they never realize or remember the actions that have caused them

Because those with the dirtiest fingers, are usually the ones who are pointing the fingers of blame

Remind yourself that you deserve to feel safe within your own life

Fight for it, with every ounce gained and given

You are this force...

Always you...

Always enough...

Every moment...

Every sunrise...

Every day...

Shine your light.

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