Pus
There is a journey that we sometimes find ourselves in, and it comes with so many grievances. We never asked for it. We hate every moment it brings and resonates within us in our present.
We just want to stay away, walk away, and bite it off our heads but it stays...
This swollen pus that refuses to heal, how do we find its medication? Do we pierce and pierce? What if it never heals?...
It is okay to pierce all you want but then...
Do you know the journey you never wanted to trail that travels you down the trodden lane, might be the only remedy to ride you to your place of rest?
It is never easy to tread this journey but amidst it, please choose the place of rest and find a meaning to life. It is the only medicine that heals. It does not happen once but it soothes gradually ❤️
© Amoke
We just want to stay away, walk away, and bite it off our heads but it stays...
This swollen pus that refuses to heal, how do we find its medication? Do we pierce and pierce? What if it never heals?...
It is okay to pierce all you want but then...
Do you know the journey you never wanted to trail that travels you down the trodden lane, might be the only remedy to ride you to your place of rest?
It is never easy to tread this journey but amidst it, please choose the place of rest and find a meaning to life. It is the only medicine that heals. It does not happen once but it soothes gradually ❤️
© Amoke