Helpful Words Might Hurt

My inspiration; endless
Honed in words of healing, endless still
As consequence, tear the veil
When you wish to see the world heal
You have to show your wounds
Yet these wounds, instinct is to hide
These wounds they are normal
I’ve had them all my life
Why would I wish them to be gone?
Show them; seem weak
Hide them; dream bleak
Cease to let you suffer
Pleased to rest in this dirt
Release for life gets tougher
Realize helpful words might hurt

For me I know, each day a new chance
To do better, to delve deeper
To forget yesterday, to remember tomorrow
Repetitive actions ride for life,
So what do we desire to repeat?
Once one gives up, permission is granted for another
Once one does better, permission is granted for another
Don’t give up on doing better
And don’t do better on giving up
Do what you must do
Better yourself for you know who
Give love a second chance
Up you go, embrace this dance