It’s hard to grow up, if you really think about it, it’s hard to grow love, and its hard to rise above.
Everyone has a story..if I’m honest, it really confuses me how people can go through life without really knowing theirs.
I think a lot of people want to hide theirs away, and in some cases thats okay, but its hard to find a story thats not beautiful,
Even if its darkness, there’s a light somewhere..there’s got to be right?
It’s hard to find a story that’s not beautiful, but often that beauty is destruction, what a lot of people don’t know is that destruction can make something priceless when it’s withstood.
It reshapes you and makes you unique
You may think that you are “disgusting”
or “ugly,” but thats not what I see
You’re priceless and you’re fragile, and somehow haven’t been defeat, and you continue to conquer ever more feats.
Your path may be filled with bladed edges and worry,
With anxiety, depression, and pain,
You’ll have this place in your heart, this place in your mind that likely won’t go away and it’s stained, not only is it stained but its also engrained, and its taking up space and feels like a void...
Clearly I see you are a crystal, the pressure of the darkness hasn’t claimed you, they fear you for your strength, but in the light, you know all colors of beauty
I hope anyone who has something weighing them down can find someone or something to help them share their story, everyone’s story, everyones pain, love, and depression has beauty in the release, it can help when you feel comfortable and more calm, and start to understand your own story. Some things just should never have happened, yet you live with the pain of it happening anyway, of heartbreak, or something worse, but everyone if they wanted can find peace and beauty in who they are and the path they have conquered and continue to stand. There is beauty in that strength to continue on, and there’s beauty in you, no matter what your past is, there is beauty