It’s sunset again, almost six so I’ll keep it straight as it on the wall clock.
Have you ever been free?
Riddle me that.
It takes time to heal, wounds always open and close, scars remain as permanent marks, in your mind, in your heart, in all you but, you grow to realise that the pain was vanity, our curse.
Every dusk presents a looking to dawn, a growth happens always as you age and you’re stronger than you were every time than last time.
Everything happens for a reason, they’re lessons, we all in class and we all learning, never loose faith and you’ll never loose yourself.