colour me true


Words…don’t inspire.

It’s the daring act of going deep into yourself-behind the façade and masks and whatever you use to distract yourself from pain- to retrieve your truth and soak your words with its unmistakably difficult hue that...inspires. It goes right to the heart of another, bearing a dose of courage to look under the bed for monsters concocted by your fears.
It tells you; I live my pain and I still stand tall. The monsters were never there; you allowed them to threaten you because you were too afraid of exploring your pain.Had you dared to peer under the bed, you would have called fear’s bluff.
How do you know what’s true and what’s not? All that is true – in you, in the world- is threatening. All that is false, is enticing and compelling.


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