Tempo Novamente

 Time, time, time. Tick-tock. 

It passes by faster than we care to admit. Adding pressure and expectations. Healing some wounds while reliving and uncovering others. Each minute passes with every painful sting of reality settling in.

Your story is different even when you try to rewrite it. The cards you were dealt-- shuffling through the wind the second you put them together. Nothing makes sense again.

Wind coming from all directions pulling you every which way, leaving you in a space of uncertainty when it stops. A specific loneliness coming about. You look around and see what you never wanted to see; the truth. Truest colors of beige yellows and sad pale blues-- truer feelings-- thoughts. You ponder the realization that life was never going to be the way you planned as a young kid. The pit in your stomach growing into a tree hovering over catching all your polluted habits. Suddenly the rain stops, the winds cease. Whats left? A mess that only you can clean, even if you didn't create it. 

You gasp for air to be met with word vomit, indescribable. Your mind pauses, it blinks and buffers. You remember the resilience in your smile, your calm during every storm, the weight on your shoulders is a mere reminder of your strength. 

Tick-tock. You're even stronger, you climb to the highest mountain, cross it and carry it back home. You create beauty from madness and turn a house to a home. You create laughter from silence, and love from hate. You take good from the bad and create goodness from evil. and and and and

Never forget you. You worked hard for you despite all odds against you throughout time. Embrace your story. Feel your feelings. Use the time you're given, theres no telling when the movie will end.


xoxo,

Iceebrattt <3

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