I've remembered this thread.
Hmm.
Here's something i've written today, not been a very good past couple of days, and it needs some revisioning and editing.
Your clenched teeth - Makyn
Let the air suck in through your clenched teeth, your hands away from your eyes. Let the tears dry in the air and straighten back up. Stand tall. Let it out. Breathe.
Let the upwelling bring the cold to the surface, to be warmed, but let it stay at the surface, warm.Â
Know that it is still there, always. Until the cold ground is uplifted, it's always there. Make of it what you can even if it wasn't what it was before, know that, sometimes, you did what you could. But it didn't work.
Do not stay where you are, for there is a road always ahead for you. More faces ahead, watching and waiting the same road for you, always ready to join you. Will it to let them help, even if it is only in silence next to you. There.
Accept the rope they offer if you fall in the mud.
Many say there are many fish in the sea, but we all know we need to find the colors that stand out to us.
Let the air suck in through your clenched teeth, your hands away from your eyes. Let the tears dry in the air and straighten back up. Stand tall. Let it out. Breathe.
Hmm.
Here's something i've written today, not been a very good past couple of days, and it needs some revisioning and editing.
Your clenched teeth - Makyn
Let the air suck in through your clenched teeth, your hands away from your eyes. Let the tears dry in the air and straighten back up. Stand tall. Let it out. Breathe.
Let the upwelling bring the cold to the surface, to be warmed, but let it stay at the surface, warm.Â
Know that it is still there, always. Until the cold ground is uplifted, it's always there. Make of it what you can even if it wasn't what it was before, know that, sometimes, you did what you could. But it didn't work.
Do not stay where you are, for there is a road always ahead for you. More faces ahead, watching and waiting the same road for you, always ready to join you. Will it to let them help, even if it is only in silence next to you. There.
Accept the rope they offer if you fall in the mud.
Many say there are many fish in the sea, but we all know we need to find the colors that stand out to us.
Let the air suck in through your clenched teeth, your hands away from your eyes. Let the tears dry in the air and straighten back up. Stand tall. Let it out. Breathe.
