I'm trying. trying. eating. striving.
I can't stand hearing my name. I'm tired.
Tell me something new and hopeful. Filly my
hope up with something new. NEW.
Empty the rest. Let it go.
My god I'm tired.
But there is something inside me trying to grow.
Let it go.
There is something unnecessarily comforting about being alone.


I know that most of my growth has come through brokenness. But I can not keep myself here. I can not become comfortable in this cave. I've felt around in the dark. I've learned truth. I've learned. But I have to move out. I can not keep myself here.
I am splendidly imperfect and alive.