For words shan’t fail me

 

 

So she sits still,Contemplating not just her existence but the ones of the world. Silently. Purposely. Genuinely. For it is so, she is not withering in her agony. Rather,becoming .

 

 

       Oh bother. Here I write again.

 

 

Go deeper.

 

 

Sit still.

 

 

 

 

exhale, it is okay. You must feel.

 

 

 

 

 

Pain is inevitable, but so is finding your purpose.

There it is.

 

           So this is how you feel?