Walking on eggshells.


I spent so many years walking on eggshells… never doing or saying the right thing. One day I decided I’d had enough and stomped all over them. Those broken eggshells cut me deeply as I walked away… but this… was the most beautiful pain I had ever felt.
-S.L. Heaton

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2 Comments

  1. Nice poetry….the beautiful pain means something is learned….worth remembering for life…

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