Revenge would have kept me chained
to the person who hurt me.
If I were still chasing revenge,
I’d still be bleeding for someone
who stopped bleeding for me.
forgiveness became the best revenge.
picking up means getting up
with your knees still shaking
with your hands still dirty from the fall
with your pride in pieces at your feet
with the whole world watching
and you pretending
you don’t feel their eyes
The worst thing isn’t pain.
It’s losing interest.
When nothing makes you happy,
nothing makes you sad.
Just numb.
Closer to losing hope than to wanting