…silent quarrels
…there’s this space that holds pain and peace in the same moment-
where quarrels are unknown, but the silence becomes a quarrel of its own-
it’s the realm of loneliness that goes unwritten and never discussed-
left with feelings of insanity; kept between you, the broken fan, and the unseen God you hope is there-
but how long does healing take?
im all done with this phase father…
why am i even here-
my soul is kind.
my soul is kind.
my soul is kind.
kb 😔