Dried Ink

Nameless

Favour Emma

This is for the moments that formed into seasons,
the days of grief that spilled into months

This is for the days when you forget
that darkness holds no water in your soul
and the deep end will not swallow you whole

When your heart hangs by a thread
And agony stands ten-feet tall,

whisper:

In this sea of despair,
There is hope here

Through the doubts and the groans,
There is strength here

At this end of the storm,
There is peace here

In this heart of mine,
There is life here

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I'm learning to laugh with my eyes and love with my heart.

11 thoughts on “Nameless”

  2. I needed to see this. This year has been quite a difficult one for me. I have had to deal with grief for a long time, and sometimes I feel I have no strength left to mourn, no tears left to cry. Thank you for these beautiful words of hope🥺
    And happy birthday to you. Today is also my birthday.

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    2. I needed to see this. This year has been quite a difficult one for me. I have had to deal with grief for a long time, and sometimes I feel I have no strength left to mourn, no tears left to cry. Thank you for these beautiful words of hope🥺

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