Pain that fails when you express strength...

Dear Honey,

Here are my words for you...

If it swells above the surface, it’s inflammation leading to pain. You cannot counter it. You can’t be upset. Life has to move on as if it’s all set. Amen.

The inflamed portion, the substitute is the end. For it won’t heal. The wound is deep. Then let me live with it, Doctor. I can suffice in life even with pain, but it doesn’t swell my mind. That’s the game. That’s the right mind at the right sight. You do not have to.

Self-care? Who says? Self-care is a bigger bliss, to the level that no medical science can appear fair! Self-care, self-heal, self-love. All three are supreme. All need love. All need care. All need to be the next fair.

Because we stand as sinners in the tight walls of the church, we believe we aren’t to be loved. We aren’t to be held high. But why? Ask why? So that we die unfair? Do not protest the Lords.

We are caged with wings intact. We do not fly to a yet different land. Caged with wings intact, I have seen many men with no