You begin your story with unspoken words, feelings, messiness, wildness, voiceless emotions, entanglement

And you stay until your heart has become a flame and your armour unguarded.

A blank slate

words unspoken

Desperate to make sense

of the chaos within.

To disentangle

All the fallen pieces

That bind together

Into memories.

Memories

That are etched in our blood

Stained in our skin

And tattooed in our souls

Repressed deep within

drowning in our depths

Scattering for answers

Answers that only

The universe can only unfold.

In time

Patience

The unspoken words will echo.

They will combust in sounds

And unleash their innermost vulnerabilities.

And our cries of desperation

Will awaken

Through a spark of light

That has blinded it soul.

And that blank slate

Will be touched

And things

Shift

Move

Change

And

So seemingly

Effortlessly

Begin to

Align.

 

 

Author: Ella Langer

Editor: Emily Bartran

Photo: Nicole Mason/Unsplash