…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 😔

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