A Picture, Eternal. – Day 216, Never Give Up On Your Dreamz

Cracks.
Scuffs.
Faded colors add more beauty onto photos we find difficult to look at again.
Nothing to be scared of,
Besides your refusal to acknowledge everything that made you who you are.
To leave your inner child crying in a corner?
Is what you’d expect in a heart full of cowardice.
A heart giving up on itself regardless of its morning jolt.
A spark we’re all forced to feel even if all you do is lay in fetal position on a bed you have no other choice to make.
And,
To add salt to your wounds,
You can close your eyes all you want!
Yet,
The past will always make its way back into the forefront.
So,
Why not accept each bump and bruise for what they are?
Taking notice of how others still marvel at what you believe to be hideous.
How your tears aren’t too salty for another thirsty soul to drink from.
What else can we do besides embracing imperfections everyone is stuck with until the end of time?
An embrace I promise to be full of the kind of love you’ve desired for so long…