you are more precious than you know your ability to rip your flesh apart pull the bleeding ***** with strength unimaginable to create an opening inside just to push through to tend to the broken yet beautiful heart that is covered in scarred tissue as a reminder for its desire for survival to beat another day to tend to the wounds that have been inflicted on it by others which later followed by your own hands and words forgiveness and tears are a gentle balm of healing that cover the years of war spent viciously fighting among the cells of this fragile vessel you are more courageous than you know your willingness to confront agony, pain, and uncertainty is worthy of recognition and praise you amaze me every. ****. day. even on the ones that haven’t been so kind to you and leave bruises that linger and eventually change shades this vessel is not familiar with gentleness it has only understood roughness and has often mistaken it for love which you are now painfully discovering but your beauty lies in what is unseen to the eye it is found in your depths your desire for authenticity and connection connection with others but more importantly connection with yourself a gentle one that allows you to be as you are in the light and in the dark
This is a poem of gratitude for myself. I crave this level of gentleness and introspection for the rest of my life. I’m learning to practice mistakes and see it as an opportunity for growth vs the personal attack they would have over my worth. I’m learning to be gentle. This vessel needs it.