I dream of never being called strong again.
I'm exhausted by strength. I want support. I want love. I want
understanding. Not patted on the back for how well I take a hit or how often. Now i want people to know that I'm not okay I'm falling so that they can Hold me…
One day,
I will stop feeling at all.
All of a sudden,
In a blink.
And i will be capable of telling a tale about how some people possess a magic,
“To turn hearts into stones”…