“ maybe it's time to take care of yourself.
maybe it's time to scream out loud
that you don't have the answers
and you just plain can't figure out what
it's all about...
but you're in this for the full ride.
maybe it's time to stop doin' the half ride.
maybe it's time to step into it all.
to weep your guts out.
to hurt all the way to your core.
to allow that hurt to be there.
maybe it's time to embrace the love
and believe in it even tho it's not always perfect...
but it is always right.
maybe it's time to shout out to your depths
that you do matter
and you will do all in your power to live healthy.
maybe it's time to stop just getting thru,
just surviving.
maybe it's time to grab the gift you've been given
and celebrate every single piece of it -
including the pain that brought you here.
maybe it's time.
forget the maybe....and know it...
it is time. ”
Who wrote the poem, Em? It really struck a chord with me today. Resonated, maybe that's a better term. Thanks for posting. :)
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