There are infinite ways to break down, and not all of them can be seen.
As the outsiders watch, but keep their safe distance, they hesitate to
help, because they don’t know you like I do.
We break down and fall apart in an effort to bring about a change, even
if it looks like a desire to reclaim a history long gone.
We move forward because we have to, even if it feels like we are never
moving anywhere at all.
We break down from pushing ourselves past the limits that we prayed we
wouldn’t ever have to cross, but we always have to cross over to these new
horizons.
We break down in silence as we try to hide our failure to continue on
defending the lies we tell ourselves, but the ones that have always known you
can see every crack in the mask you provide.
For all the tears, all the fires that we set, and all the
walls we tear down as we fall apart and change, the worst mistake we can ever
make is forgetting to appreciate how hard we had tried, and just how hard others
have tried to help us as we broke down.

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