The mountain taught me to stand tallThe Ocean to surrender

You're a work of art. Celebrate it.
The mountain taught me to stand tallThe Ocean to surrender
This unbearable hole in your heart is a feature not a bug. Move forward.
Buckle up
And relax
It’s only a
Rol
–ller
—-co
—as
-ter
Even if finds you breathless
Or your heart suddenly stops
There’s nothing real
To be afraid of
Let yourself
Enjoy the ride
If you’re going through hell, keep going
Another restless night
Crescent Moon rocks gently
To the sound of temple bells
The Carnival is over
Chilly mist wrapped the city in a blanket
Inviting to lay our heads
I am so tired
–and yet
My heart wants to keep dancing
Just as if this was my last chance
To ever dance again
You’re a work of art. Celebrate it. (Also note the word “work” isn’t here by accident).
Whenever I dare
Too look you in the eye
It’s a car crash
My heart and pride
Both crumble into pieces
Till all that’s left is dust
Fireworks take off to the sky
Through the holes in my
Chest head and hands
I used to be so afraid of this
Till you said I’m a torch
Flame can do me no harm
Make it worth living and dying for
When debating who’s worthy of eating at God’s table, remember that Jesus dined with the hookers.