To all of you clinging to Life by threads and needles, I feel you.
To all of you who feel worthless and stuck in the same tired games, I feel you.
To the children and the children we carry in ourselves, you are loved.
This world gets heavy when we try to hold it and this life gets hard when we forget Who We Are.
There is more to you than the pain you're feeling right now, there is more to your life then the heaviest days. The night is irrelevant by sunrise. Dawn is coming, but only if you hold on.
No chain can bind a soul, but we clip our own wings in order to match the lies we've been told and the boxes we've been forced into.
Enough of being defined by small Minds and irrelevant opinions. Etch your own name in the trunk of your heart and cling to it.