I remember walking home with a heavy feeling of pain and failure after an exhausting day.
I thought that I had enough courage to fight back my fears and anxiety about everything that challenged me.
However, I felt like the table turned upside down and life served me in the wrong direction. And I thought it wasnt me.
After all the series of fighting back, that moment made me realize that it was okay to give up. To keep my guard down and lay down for a while.
To cry in front of those people who thought I was strong and courageous. To be genuinely vulnerable. And it humbles me.
And I accepted that my life is not a novel. It's a poem of vulnerability. Hidden between lines and verses, and shared as an inspiration to all.
Because when everything feels like falling apart. Poetry pieces magically turn me into an art.
That's why I cried and wrote until I cried it all out. Accepting that, "I am not a failure. It is just part of my breakthrough."
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You thought you wouldn't survive
PoetryI am here to help you remember the days you thought you wouldn't survive. A Compilation and Collection of Prose and Poetry IG: @dainspirights_ Facebook Page: Dainspirights_