some breaks don’t get fixed they get redeemed and somehow the road keeps opening anyway

if you’re worn down running on fumes and barely holding it together that’s not a flaw that’s exactly where grace meets you

trust isn’t loud it’s choosing to keep going when god already promised he’d carry you through

read it forward and backward and somewhere in there you’ll recognize exactly what’s been holding you back

sometimes it’s not about faith or belief it’s about timing patience and not forcing doors that were never meant to open yet

ended the year still standing still swinging still breathing suit on scars underneath and that alone makes it a win happy new year’s eve to everyone who kept going when quitting would’ve been easier

the year doesn’t give a damn if you feel ready it moves forward anyway and the ones who go with it end up surprising themselves

most people don’t handle it they break quietly bleed alone and keep moving anyway and that ugly survival is still strength

some wounds don’t bleed loud they rot in silence and healing starts the second you stop pretending they don’t hurt

come and get me he said 🇺🇸 america didnt argue didnt explain didnt beg just leaned in and let reality slap back this is what happens when you mistake restraint for fear trump dont run his mouth he ends the sentence red white and dont fuckin test it

strength isn’t loud sometimes it’s carrying others when they’ve got nothing left because someone once carried your ass too

silence doesn’t mean you’re forgotten it means something hard and real is being built while you’re getting your ass tested

life got lighter the second he stopped bleeding for people who never bled back that’s not selfish that’s survival

sharpen your damn mind and the same cold ground stops being a problem and starts being a path

you keep walkin scarred stubborn and still standin not to impress anyone just to honor what shaped you and prove you didn’t fold

not everyone who walks beside you is meant to stay but the real ones show up when shit gets cold and quiet and that’s all that ever mattered

you don’t get stronger by pretending you’re fine you get stronger when you drop the bullshit and face what’s really eating you alive

real strength is built when nobody’s clapping when the cold hits and you keep walking anyway that’s where a soul earns its backbone

sometimes what breaks your plans is the same thing saving your soul not gentle not pretty just life pulling you off a road that would have destroyed you

people can keep their opinions you’re busy standing in truth that’s older than fear and bigger than this whole damn world