prompt: what can you do about it?
source: amy kay (instagram)

move to a new city
hell, move to a new state
cut your hair
start looking up instead of down at your feet
listen when the wind whispers from the sequoias
throw his ring in a lake
scream at the stars that never scream back
tuck your secrets away in a dungeon you built within yourself
think you are safe
understand that you are merely surviving
and then one day…
demolish the dungeon
free the wild within you
watch it devour twenty years of solitude
like a starving man freed from his shackles

-rjm

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you are becoming something new, something akin to a river whose surface dances with placidity but whose under currents ripple soft into the earth, transforming the landscape to fit its course.

-rjm
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