There's always a reason to keep walking,
Even how steep the path,
How hard the path brings,
There will always be a push for us to not complete,
To feel we don't deserve for the ease,
To make sure we're always on our knees.
But to stop,
Doesn't help,
It bleeds,
And the pain will always creep,
So if you kept going,
You'll learn,
The pain acknowledge,
The path we gave,
Can actually come handy,
To those who began walking,
Like how you began going.
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POETRY
PoetryVarious of poems crafted by me and other poets with me for various of occasion. Sometimes we don't know how to express, "let my words become your sentences to express those thoughts"
