It's okay.
It's okay anything.
It's okay to listen to the voices in the back of your head, it's okay to listen to what others have said.
But it's not okay to believe that their words are correct.
Just because you ran from home because of a fight does not mean that nobody loves you. The Lord cast Lucifer from Heaven and a wingless angel remained loved. It's okay to feel sad, it's okay to feel betrayed.
But it's not okay to feel hated.
Just because of a temporary one-minute or one-year of dread does not mean that God had cast you out from earth. There are no second chances, there are no rebirths. There are no replays and there are no time machines. But there is forgiveness. Just because they've found your weakness does not make you weak, you're on the top of the world and you allowed them to reach you. They've created a breach in your walls because you used sticks instead of stones.
Surrounded by jealousy and cornered by hate, you are not alone.
YOU ARE READING
Breathe [Collection of Short Stories/Spoken Word]
PoetryCONTENT MAY BE TRIGGERING. Few short stories (and spoken word poetry) about the daily struggle for millions of people around the world. Whether or not you are aware of these problems, one many, unfeasibly cannot fit in our shoes. They know the probl...
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