#Puzzledlines

A hurricane of emotions

like its hallow right at the center of my chest

shadows of thoughts in my mind

echoes of images,memories,movements

its dark and cold,

not even a slight whishper of the wind

it aches, hurts, bleeds.

Its injured, lonely maybe.

The hurt

The mind

The Heart,

a place where words are born of silence.

 

 

 

 

Now faith is being sure of what we hope for and certain of what we don’t see_ ~ Hebrews 11:1

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