When I run out of words to say, I say, i’m sorry There is a lump that permanently lives in my throat Welling up to be something great...

I can’t give 100% to everything Nor can I give 100% of my 50% to anything I’m at the point of burnout where the candle refuses to light...

can only bloom in the light embrace the warmth let yourself bloom and others will grow with you -Marlee Porter