been so long since I’ve did this, and truly, I’ve missed it. the release that I haven’t been practicing; feels like I neglected a certain satisfaction.
feeling like I’ve left myself wide open – with no outlet – completing thoughts only in my mind; by joking, or making idle threats.
a void can be felt physically, for certain. confused with depression; shown in every wrinkle in your face – it can be a burden. depression hurts, but it doesn’t start on the outside. within, it does. voids feel like drowning – in the mind there’s a flood.
moving forward, I’m turning the page; I’m beginning this chapter fresh. I am setting a new stage; experiencing a flow of blessings within each move I make, and I’ve never felt so happy to be in my flesh.
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