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Don't let the hardships
Harden your heart, you say.
I wish I had that power
That control, my friend.
I believe its beyond me,
To know how my being will react and adapt
To the hurts and falls before me.
All in order to survive,
All in order to live.
It's a blessing really,
That at least I have the will to bear,
The will to push until I reach up there.
I can't be worrying and complaining
How my heart has calcified,
How my mind is scarred,
How my trust is buried,
And my victory is forgotten.
I have to get up
And fight the day,
Fight the world, fight myself.
I have to lay down,
Embrace the night,
Love the world, love myself.
Yes, my heart is of stone,
Yet it isn't impossible to leave a mark on it.
You just have to be sincere,
Or perhaps cruel enough.
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Cottage Chronicles
PoezjaLife's chronicles from love, sorrow, anger, guilt, shame, happiness buried in a poetic cipher. Would you like some words and wine, on wooden floorboards? ©️ Feronia Grey
