i say things,
i write about things,
difficult,
very difficult things,
which people
don’t,
don’t want to talk, read, listen, speak
about.
as i talk about,
pain,
grief,
anger,
betrayal,
insecurities,
loss,
love,
trauma,
childhood,
abuse,
emotions,
suicide,
loss of control,
agony.
and,
i mix them with,
self,
in terms of,
faith,
compassion,
empathy,
fortitude.
to be able to,
make sense of,
life.
to be able to make sense of,
life.
the superficial life we’ve made up for ourselves,
and help us see,
look at it clearly,
without any filters.
that.
that, this,
in itself,
is,
life,
life,
full of,
mixed with,
all shades,
while the key is,
acceptance.
as this, in itself,
is,
life.