If you are feeling worn out and tired. If your heart is tied up in knots and there are darks clouds gathering in your soul.
Give yourself permission to let go. You are worthy, you are able, you are enough.
This season of hardship and chaos will pass, and you will once again feel peace in your soul.
Give yourself grace today!
They will break you
Slowly they will watch you crash and burn
Under critical eyes they will steal your joy
They will laugh at your shame
But
They forget that pain builds strength
And heartache builds character
And soon your fractured soul will rise
And the world will hear
You roar
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…and we are daughters of silence no more. What was meant to drown us has filled our lungs with embolden truth. We are rising, we are making it known that fear no longer controls us. We are no longer weak and selfless, we are survivors, walking the path of self healing and soul restoration.
….and we are victims of abused no more. We are coming home with your hearts bloody and raw. We will wear our pain like a crown because we have fought and won. These are my sisters, forged in fire, bound by blood. Look at us, remember our faces, traced our scars from generation to generations we have stood in the gap, passing down a legacy, a battle cry of freedom.
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I want to know you deeper
To feel you stronger
Let what hurts you
Hurt me
Let what breaks you
Break me
I want to stand with you
Clothed in the kind of love
That can never be taken off
©️Nikki Sterling @Paragonwords 2018
I don’t need light to see you
I can feel you in my veins
I carry your heartbeat
On my tongue
My soul trembles
With the need to hold you
Your taste is madness
You are the sweetest rush
I’ve ever known
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I am still hopeful, deep down in the silence
Beneath the darkness, a flame still burns
I’ve seen too much, I’ve been hurt too much
I’ve prayed too much, to give in now
I’m painting a rainbow over my scars
I’m washing the ugliness from my tongue
I am speaking to the mountain
And the walls and the empty spaces
Receptive souls will hear, the broken heart will hear
Grieving families will hear, the children will hear
The confused and disillusion will hear
They will come, they will listen
For in our bellies, rooted deep we have an innate
Desire to see change, to feel hopeful
So today, come as you are, hear my voice
Let change begins with you and me
One voice, one word softly spoken
Are you listening
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You are a poem
Untold symphony
Breaking the silence
Temporal anomaly
Immortal words
Without beginning
Or end©
🎶Nikki Moore ©2016
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