the Purgatory of a Broken Heart

Fall into the abysmal depths

I didn’t mean for it to come out like that.

My spirit couldn’t stomach it any longer.

Ok. I have attacked the problem from every possible angle, my hypothesis is sharpened like the edge of a samurai’s sword.

Could it be time to move from theory to reality testing?

Never enter a dynamic that hasn’t earned its footing.

Sometimes, no reply is the cleanest boundary.

Step across the threshold, into a wonderland of sun-kissed marigolds.

☀️ 🌼🌼🌼🌼🌼🌼🌼🌼☀️

Moving from an external locus of control, to an internal locus of control, that is where you’ll find your center.