Who are we if we don’t know pain? If we don’t grow from it? I had to reblog this because I read it and it hit me and it stuck with me.
Please visit the writer’s blog to comment there, should you want to. Peace.
Afraid to heal my deep wounds
Afraid life will be too simple
Afraid of missing the pain
Afraid I won’t have an excuse to disappear
Afraid I won’t need to scream at the top of my lungs when I’m too weak
Afraid I won’t grow without trauma
Afraid I’ll never be the same
I’m afraid of change