Careful

There's a weakness  in everybody's heart and it sits there like an open wound that you just can't find a way to heel. Everybody is afraid, afraid that their wound will get a little bigger one day and rip them apart, afraid that somebody will see their soft spot, afraid that it makes them imperfect and that the hurt they feel might not be acceptable. There's a constant fear that the things we think about at night might one day be exposed and the tears we shed may be displayed, but there is no reason to be unsure of who you are. Everybody has a weakness and everybody has a little pain in there life. Some people may hurt a bit more than others and nobody will ever be able to truly understand that pain. Every story differs and so the way we go about healing does too. We battle and struggle through the pain and sometimes we may make the mistake of making it a little worst, but it can't kill you, not if you don't let it. The wound may feel deep and unbearable but it has to heal one day, time holds an elixir for these things. It may take a while and it may continue to hurt but it gets better and wounds heal, no matter how bold the scar. Sometimes, once one heals another wound begins to open, but every scar makes you stronger and every tear makes you a little wiser. Everybody has their battles and everybody has their scars, there's no reason to hate yourself because of the pain you're forced to feel. You're merely human and your heart can only bare so much, it's okay to hurt but don't let yourself be the one to make it hurt the most.