The Soul She Bares

The soul she bares is raw, unfiltered and torn. Weary from the pain she’s endured and the heartache she’s worn.

She’s so beautiful in the way that she still hangs onto hope, if you’re lucky enough to be the person she reveals herself to, understand that she’s trusting these fragile pieces in the hands that belong to you.

Although it seems used and shattered, she only hopes you’ll realize it became this way from a lifetime of investing herself into what she felt mattered.

As bruised as she’s become, she loves in a way that’s fierce. She doesn’t understand how to love small even through her tears.

She’s repaired the wounds, but only with temporary things, something to make her feel numb and get her past the pain.

Her soul is unsinkable even amongst the strongest storm, a rare sight to behold never allowing the disappointments to break her spirit, no matter the lies she’s been forced to hold.

If she chooses you to be the one she trusts to show her scars, In that moment she’s trusting you, she’s opening up her heart. If for a moment she feels you’re going to let her down, she’ll gather up her brokenness and return it to her deepest reaches, somewhere it can never be found.