It hurts to be hurt.

Let it out like a storm that rages through the soul, tearing at the very fabric of your being. A relentless tempest that thrashes your fragile vessel and reveals the strength of your anchors. Like a bird with clipped wings, you’re driven to the brink of despair.

It is the thorn that pricks your skin, a poison seeping into your veins, and the weight that crushes your chest. Don’t let the darkness enclose you, if the loneliness consumes you, scream and let the emptiness echo within you, it is a reminder of your fragility, a delicate balance between pleasure and the pressure within.

The deep ache settles in your bones, it’s a lonely road that we travel, a raging river that we struggle to cross. a piercing arrow that cuts through the calm of a tranquil day, the tremble of our hands, the furrow of our brow, the catch in our voice, and the tears that we shed. It can be the silence that stretches between us, the absence of a presence, the hollow space that fills the heart.

Let your scars Shine brighter, like the constellations that light up the night sky.

“I hurt myself today to see if I still feel, I focus on the pain the only thing that’s real”
From “Hurt” by Nine Inch Nails