There are doors you wish to never open.
There a paths you wish never to walk.
It’s been raining inside of your heart.
Darkness of you days consuming your thoughts.
You’ve been a prisoner of your own silence.
You whisper into the dead of the night:
“How to heal these wounds?”
Unwrap and unfold, let go of what
you’ve been holding on to.
Do you know the courage of turning a page
and letting go of all that you knew?
When you walk down the crossroads,
wondering which path is yours to take,
remember our lives flow like a river.
It hurts because it matters.
