when you're bruised and cut and torn,
your body knows,
and it hurts.
it's letting you know that
you're in pain.

and even when you least expect yourself to get better,
when you feel as if the pain is eternally wound underneath your bones and it has sunk into your very being,
you heal.

your body heals, as best as it can.

like the body, your feelings are the same.
the anguish, the brokenness of it all--
your body knows, and you know of it as well.
don't reject your feelings, don't reject the pain.

the way your heart breaks may not be a broken leg, but it still hurts.
don't feign as if everything is alright,
because it isn't.

let yourself heal, because you will.
like an open cut or a ghostly sore,
you will get better, despite the amount of pain you feel inside your heart right now.

your feelings heal, as best as they can.

we are the dreamers
we are the lost people
wanting a light to guide
us
but unless
we riot and
fight for our rights
we can do nothing
you see
it takes an army
to win a war
but it can only
take one voice to
make an impact
and
Martin Luther King Jr
did just that
but why is it that in our
generation
today can't stand up for what's ours
when a man
who had so little did so much