• thetrailblazer 22w

    The language of healing
    is one you have to learn to commit to
    memory.

    It is an unknown language
    that does not only stay buried
    beneath your tongue but
    forces its way to your very core.
    yearning,
    aching,
    pushing towards your very existence

    Evolution always drips from your mouth
    when you speak of healing.
    And you picture yourself
    breaking down,
    rebuilding.
    Only you never could be whole again.

    I write to tell you you don't evolve,
    Old selves don't have to die
    for new ones to live...


    ©TrailBlazer