Skeletons in the Closet

 

Did you once steal, lie, hate, or envy? Was it once, twice, many times over? At some point, we come face to face with our demons. Dealing with them is pretty hard but letting them be is death. 

Are there more dark corners in your soul than clear spaces to fill? At some point, we have to open the closet and have it emptied. Let the Light shine at the darkest corner of your heart. Let life grow where there is death.

How do you live your life when no one is watching? Do you share a part of you to someone who cannot pay it back; stand up for the truth no matter how it hurts; love yourself dearly so you can love others more? Then, you are alive.

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Author: Ivy Rufin

Ivy Rufin is a wordsmith-in-progress. She believes that she is a continuing work of art and so are her works. An average Jane with an enormous appetite for life. Here, she hopes to share her thoughts in an attempt to practice the craft, express herself and communicate with other souls out there who pursue the same goals. For now, she struggles to write daily and more often than not, it’s not her it’s the coffee talking.

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