sometimes, pain is resurrected.

it dies holding on to nothing then goes black.
but a force pulls it up from the grave…one
that bypasses gravity.

and all of a sudden, the world's spinning as
it comes back to life. and suddenly it stops
again and everything just stands still.

silence.

healed wings become broken…just as easily
as they fell apart the first time.

but broken wings don't hinder flight, nor does
pain stop life. it's the flier who chooses to
let those things keep them down.

no one understands this.
…or knows how to stop this cycle.

people think this is just the way life is.

(but there is more to life than this)
brokenness has an end.

- eternity comes more quickly than what you know. -