No More Aching Tears

No more bitter pain

Patricia Pixie❤
2 min readAug 10, 2023
Photo by Elyas Pasban on Unsplash

No more tears that leave my soul wounded and aching. I stand at the crossroads, embracing a new dawn, where the scars of the past become the stepping stones to a future bathed in light. Each drop that once fell held stories of pain and heartache, a testament to battles fought in the depths of my being.

Now, as the sun’s warm embrace touches my skin, I feel a gentle whisper of healing breeze, carrying away the echoes of sorrow that once lingered. The wounds of yesterday have become the seeds of strength today. With each tear that fell, I watered the soil of resilience, cultivating a garden of fortitude within.

I look back not with regret, but with gratitude. Every tear was a lesson, every ache a teacher. They sculpted me into the person I am now, a mosaic of experiences that shine with the brilliance of newfound wisdom. No longer are my tears a symbol of weakness, but a testament to my humanity.

In this new chapter, I embrace the possibility of joy, of laughter that bubbles from the depths of my heart. The canvas of my soul is no longer stained by the shadows of grief; it’s painted with strokes of vibrant colors that celebrate life’s beauty. I have learned that tears can be transformed into rainbows, arching across the sky of my existence.

No more tears that steal my sleep, leaving me awake in the dead of night. Instead, I welcome dreams that are woven with hope, and I cradle my heart in hands that know how to mend its fractures. With each step forward, I leave behind the weight of sorrow, embracing the lightness of being that comes from the acceptance of my journey.

No more tears that define me, for I am defined by the strength that emerges from the ashes of pain. I am the phoenix that rises, the warrior who bears the scars of battles fought and won. I walk forward with a heart that’s been stitched back together, unafraid to love, to feel, and to thrive.

No more tears that break me, for I have discovered the power within me to mend what’s broken. As I stand on the precipice of a new beginning, I spread my arms wide and let the wind carry my burdens away. With courage as my compass, I step into a world where tears are a testament to my journey, but they no longer hold the power to define my destination.

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Patricia Pixie❤
Patricia Pixie❤

Written by Patricia Pixie❤

Billingual writer/music lover/tarot reader/Interested in the mysteries of the human mind misspatypixie@outlook.com

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