contemplation

I wonder what it would be

like to have

arms to sink into

when my body

gives out

Advertisements

on the validity of validation

what is it you

see when you look at

me that makes me

less to you?

a tone of skin

unlike yours, curves you are not

used to, a culture you do not

know, a life you have not

seen, less

money, more

dreams?

what is it you

see that makes my

humanity

obsolete?

words of a fallen soldier

There is a complexity to fighting for the things that break you.

Knowing the reasons why you are

breaking and offering yourself

willingly –

not because you want to be

broken, or for some means of

self punishment but

instead

because you believe enough in

yourself to know that you

will make it.

 

That maybe one

day the breaking will end and

you will have

never given up.