#resiliencethroughpain
I grew up collecting shards
of words and gestures
that cut me more than they healed.
I carried them like treasure,
thinking sharp edges meant I was stronger.
I learned to hide the bleeding
under layers of quiet,
under smiles I didn’t feel.
But the night holds other lessons—
even broken glass reflects stars.
Even pain can shine
when it’s seen in the right light.
And I remember now:
the universe didn’t forget me,
even when I thought I was lost.
Mar 9
Mar 9, 2026 at 3:22 PM UTC
I am a drop of water from an empty tap –
the waters split in two by Moses’ staff;
a skeletal thing surviving somehow –
a chaff of my own skin, painting over
the scars of every other part of my being.
Sometimes so cold, paralyzed –
masked over time, heart sanitised…
a pandemic; to outdated for _mjolo_
to love solo, but for it all to feel so low.
Because ultimately what I give is all
I hope will return in full back to me;
still it all returns partly, where the ocean
remembers your tears, the deeper you
sink… __this must be my Brink.__
Oct 21, 2025
Oct 21, 2025 at 5:18 PM UTC