through it all.
there's no one else like you
through the screaming
through the bruises
through the confusion
through the scars
through the anger
through the grief
through the weakness
through the tears
there is no one else who compares to you.
all my strength comes from the one above & his name is Jesus.
through it all you are always there. through it all.
YOU ARE READING
finding you
PoetryTo find your innate self, exploring the self to learn about your roots , your dimensions that unfold before you , a liner growth of tranquil, prosperous growth. To find your mirror soul.
