Tag soul connection
Sometimes the greatest poison is the one we never see —
because it lives inside us, quietly, deeply,
in the stories we never tell.
There once was a Body.
It had no name. No age.
It was perfect — built of atoms, structures, cells.
But inside… it was empty.
You’ve been told you’re too much. Too soft. Too sensitive. Too afraid.
But you are simply tuned in to what others have numbed.
She wore no crown. She had no armor.
But everyone said she was strong.
One day, a girl sat down.
Not because it was comfortable.
But because she had no strength to walk any further.
I’m not sure when it happened.
Maybe there wasn’t a single moment.
But today, I can feel it clearly:
I built my Home.
I opened something that looked like simple words.
But inside—there was a mirror.
There once was a train.
It had no tracks, no stations, not even a whistle to shout “departure!”
But it had one thing – a heart.