One day I heard my breathing,
and I asked myself,
while feeling my heart beating,
"how is it possible?"
After I have broken so much times,
how can I be here?
I am wondering, while I hear,
why am I still so fine.
How can it be that I'm still standing?
Is it really that I am that though?
Cause I'm not feeling it enough.
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Pendulum
PoetryTo me, Pendulum, my first collection of original poems, was a journey into myself. The pathway to self-discovery, emotional liberation, introspection and empowerment. Most importantly, I learned to understand better the concept of loving oneself.
