Tiny beauty

The beauty of a big heart is unlike any other bc it's the purest, strongest and one in it's uniquness. Through the trials and tribulations that are faced head on into the storm known as life takes the shocks and sparks of bolts shot straight to it. The heart who once started out as a young shy one soon learnt to grow up smart and strong through being drowned in floods of thoughts and being poisened from mental toxins, with every shot, stab, punch, pick and poke, the heart is left with bruises, scratches and most of all fear. But the young heart will take all the scratches, bruises and scars to turn them into patches and armor still with enough room to grow strong. Every scratch turned into glowing streams of pumping blood. Every bruise into blue black rocks to show strength with hope. Every struggling breath into more deep fresh breaths meant to be steps moving forward. The young heart through the trials and tribulations of life has grown into a big heart that only some may contain because to go through life's storms, you must build upon the big heart that lies within.