I'm strong bc I've been weak. I'm brave bc I've been scared & lived in fear. I know what it's like at the bottom of the well, I know what it's like to feel your heart shatter into tiny fragments.. How do you mend it together again? I've lost some pieces along the way..I've lost parts of me through the years, every time I hear the words "I can't go on," every time I see the tears fall & crash around me, every time I witness people in pain -pain & torture of the soul & mind. Nothing can fix that.. Nothing can give me back the old pieces of me that use to be. Nothing can mend this breaking heart of mine except love. I have nothing to offer, & these parts may be broken & these pieces may be scattered, but in each fragment of my beaten heart, I have undying love & hope & faith that I am offering to any & everyone who needs it bc my God I know what it's like to have a poor soul. I struggle every day, & some days & some nights are worse than others, some of them ******* burn through my veins worse than others, but I will always know happiness bc I have known utter despair & I have walked through the flames of this internal hell. Love is the answer... Love is ALWAYS the answer & we all need to know that we're not in this world alone.