when we break, sometimes we scatter and that's okay. what's not okay is that we often forget we have the power the ability to heal and mend broken bones and broken hearts and broken souls. it may never be back to what it was before, but will be what it was meant to be all this time.
- stronger
posting an old poem i wrote a couple of months back for it seems fitting. i've been going through a writer's block. :( any suggestions how to get over it?