carried ...

[You taught me......]

 

What does not kill you,

will not always make you stronger.

But that's okay.

We are not called to be strong.

We are called to persevere

while we are yet weak.

To hold on with brittle hands.

To inhale when breath

feels scarce.

To grow our roots

from the blackest soil.

To believe in the kind of love

that not only holds you

when you are full of sunlight,

it holds you

starless.heavy.empty.and cold.

What does not kill you,

will not always make you stronger -

I know this for certain.

But it will ask you this.

To trust that in your darkest hour

you will be carried.

 

- ullie-kaye

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