An Anthem For Everyone Who Keeps Loving And Trusting No Matter What


An anthem for all the messy lovers,
for all the bleeding hopefuls
who somehow spin silk from the torn bits left behind,
can find beauty in the dirty parts, like scars and bruises.
Those strangers don’t understand how you do it,
you walk into the river and wash your hands of the disappointment,
the prior hurt,
you cleanse yourself and make room to do it
all over again,
if you…