How do you deal with pain?
Well, you cry it out. You speak it, you shout it or you whisper it. You do what you can to take it out of your bones.
You let go.
Then, you forgive.
And you’ll repeat, everyday from then on: “it’s going, it’s going, it’s going”. And one day it will be. Gone. Forever!
It might take a day or a month or a year; but it will be gone!
Tell me, young mind, why is it that your soul has to chew hard on a truth before it believes it while it eats lies with such ease?
And even if there was never going to be another sunrise again…you still believed in dawn!
I wish that you would never have to experience pain, grief or anguish.
But you do.
The beautiful thing is that you are going to survive it.
Within only one man there are stories the universe could not contain…and still, You should write yours…
But you were, right there.
Just being. A flower in the darkness.
And I thought how cruel to put such a beautiful thing so far from the light.
But then, a thought like a whisper came to me…even in the darkest places, beauty gives birth to light.