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by lookforthatlight

by lookforthatlight

Pain

they told me pain
was weakness.
they told me pain
was useless.
they told me pain
was not a release.

but it demands to be

felt

and it demands to be

heard

and the thing about

pain

is that it isn't

weakness or useless

but that

you are alive,

you are human,

you are standing on the battlefield

with two feet

rooted firmly to the ground,

if barely,

and you are still here.

you are still strong.

and may the pain carry you on.

A/N

Pain is not a sign of weakness. To me, it shows me that you're still standing. That you're strong enough to not crumble against the tide. That you're still up and fighting.

Don't let life get the best of you. Stay strong. :)