The moment you have no words. You hope someone will say something, or you read something, or a tune will play that will articulate the words you can't utter and break your silence. Your language becomes tears but you only speak at night to your pillow. As you recite reasons to be thankful and count your numerous loved ones you sigh realizing there is still something missing. No its not a failed faith formula or an inability to cast your care. Unapologetically this is your reality as Kleenex is your hope and Pandora is wine until you have words again.
Oh that you may draw from my well of experiences, thoughts, and theories. As I transform, I invite you for the ride. As I write, I share with no need to proof read, no skepticism, or any second thought. As I peck away I become free and as you read may freedom come to you as well. Though scarred and broken...EvenMe, EvenYou,EvenEbony
Wednesday, February 18, 2015
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