I thought I was out of the woods.
I thought I was safe, for now, at least.
I have never been so wrong.
As it turns out, your never completely happy.
The'll always be something in your way.
A roadblock.
But you've gotta push through it.
You have to go full speed towards the thing that's hurting you and hit it.
Break it's walls down.
Break free.
Free from bondage and pain.
And go somewhere where you'll be happy.
Somewhere where someone cares.
A place without roadblocks.
Away from the woods of this life.
Safe.
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Love and Hurt
PoetryLife is love. And life is hurt. We'd better live it now, cause all too soon, we'll be buried under the dirt.