What I remember.

Here’s what I remember
when I dig a little deeper
when I take a few full belly breaths
and dive beneath the surface
made up of all the merciless moments
that left this tender body bruised
and this heart heavy,
ever hungering for healing;
It wasn’t all bad
and that’s what hurts the most.

(#escapril day 5.)

//Hanna

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