My heart has been broken many times.
I’ve broken it myself and people have tossed it around like a rotten tomato.
I have come to the conclusion that no matter what, I have to protect my heart from further damage.
Can’t love someone who doesn’t love me back.
Can’t do things that will backfire on me.
I simply cannot keep hurting my soul.
Like a lost child, I thought my heart was a lost cause.
So often I felt real pain in my chest when I got too sad.
Sadness is a pain that no one should feel.
My heart has been broken, beaten, burned and stepped on.
I’ve cried enough.
I’ve grown too much, it’s up to me to not be the victim any longer.
Broken heart, listen to me, I will fix you.
I will heal you.
It’s up to me to pull together this aching heart…
I close my eyes and travel to the deepest of calming places.
My favorite place in my mind is where the sky is pitch black but the stars and moon illuminate everything.
I am on a boat floating above blue water.
My fear of drowning disappears because the water feels like cotton.
When the world is loud and chaotic, I close my eyes and see this world.
A world of dreams and fluffy clouds.
The breeze is cool but comforting.
As I lay on my bed I see the sky and realize all I need in this world of sin, is my imagination and my need for peace.
A little drawing
Sometimes the most complicated and twisted just need love. A little bit of water and love can make any flower grow. Human beings like flowers need attention to survive. Sometimes those who are complicated, made of spirals and colors just need a little love…
My art is a work in progress but it brings me peace. Embrace your hidden passions guys 🦋🦋.