sam. 19. brooklyn.
Heartbreak opens
onto the sunrise
For even breaking
is opening
And I am broken
I am open
See the love shine in through my cracks
See the light shine out from me
My spirit takes journey
My spirit takes flight
And I am not running
I am choosing
I am broken
I am broken open
Breaking is freeing
Broken is freedom
I am not broken
I am free
having one of those days where I just want to treat the last 19 years as a draft and revise my memories and edit all of my mistakes..if only to erase the permanence of things..