You begin your story with unspoken words, feelings, messiness, wildness, voiceless emotions, entanglement
And you stay until your heart has become a flame and your armour unguarded.
A blank slate
words unspoken
Desperate to make sense
of the chaos within.
To disentangle
All the fallen pieces
That bind together
Into memories.
Memories
That are etched in our blood
Stained in our skin
And tattooed in our souls
Repressed deep within
drowning in our depths
Scattering for answers
Answers that only
The universe can only unfold.
In time
Patience
The unspoken words will echo.
They will combust in sounds
And unleash their innermost vulnerabilities.
And our cries of desperation
Will awaken
Through a spark of light
That has blinded it soul.
And that blank slate
Will be touched
And things
Shift
Move
Change
And
So seemingly
Effortlessly
Begin to
Align.
Author: Ella Langer
Editor: Emily Bartran
Photo: Nicole Mason/Unsplash
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