Picking up the Pieces

 🎨✨ Life in Colour ✨🎨 For a while,  Life inside was pretty dark Recently, with people and places,  I’m finding my spark  For a while, I could only see in black and white  Beginning to see life in colour again  Getting brand new sight  I was afraid for a while  The switch was off for good  Now I’m beginning  to feel less misunderstood  People can wear pain, spreading darkness that can destroy  My body starting to learn  Life is safe now to enjoy  Letting down the wall  That was intended to protect  Because if I keep it up  My pain will inflict and project  Opening up to  New paths of possibility  Allowing myself to  Enjoy creating this new reality  ——————— This year I’ve been hurt pretty bad. And the hurt brought up more hurt I was suppressing for years.  Last week was a big one. Lots of different adventures all rolled into a few days.  One of the stand out parts for ...

✨Am I on track? ✨⬇️ Is it too late? Am I on time? Am I missing out? Am I passed my prime? The world I have been A part of so far Seems to have a weird relationship With time, chasing, raising this imaginary bar When I got rid of all of what I had gathered and bought It made me realise certain things Don’t matter as much as I’d thought If our inner worlds Are in chaos, running wild No amount of external consuming Will heal what’s inside I’ve been thinking why do Our insides need healed in the first place? Could there be changes made To allow for a different pace? When left with nothing but myself, Three boxes and the bags on my back I was left confronted Asking, am I on track? On track to what? I went on a search to find I was chasing to move forward, As well as leave my old world behind But the more I searched I realised I was still looking outside Asking for answers It turns out only I could provide Instead of constantly asking Will it “work out,” needing to know I am choosing and l...