There will be a time
when you're not breathing
Not moving Not grinding Not fighting
Your confidence has fallen
And all is failure
Remember to stop
Stop your mind's race
Love what has brought you here
Close your eyes against the pounding storm
You are the god of your tempest
Build the shelter
Allow yourself the break
And heal your hope
1/12/13
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Typed Word Series
PoetryWords connect all of us. Through laughter, memories, or ridiculous melancholy, we are what we say and what we write. TWS differs from WWS in form only. These are poems longer than 7 lines, allowing a little more freedom in exploring themes and more...
