If you stab yourself with the knives of your frustrations and failures every night, but then you try to revive it with the hands of your faith and hope every morning, then I must say I admire your strength.
If that's what it takes to survive, then keep dying, keep healing and keep waking up.
Until you finally get used to how this world works;
Until you finally learn to control only the things that you can control;
Until you finally stop giving a fuck about those that you can't;
Until you no longer feel like there's a need to kill yourself anymore and just live.
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Poetry"And in that particular tick of the clock, for the first time in what seemed like forever, every word touched his heart; every word came to life; every word felt real." Copyright ©️ 2018 by ommandiaries #WorldOfChampionsAwards Grand Champion Under P...
