This isn't me. this can't be me
i'm not broken. i'm strong
i'm not lost. i'm directed
i'm not crippled by my past and present fear. i am more than what comes to happen to me
and in so i'm fighting for ways to let go
of what i aspire and dream of becoming
by what others believe is best
comes with sour difficulty to finding the higher ground
the greater good for myself and overall health
so i ask what the hell is this?
this isn't me. i'm not this person
i don't break this easily. i don't cry in streams. i don't find everything hard including these simple messages of listening to my heart instead of the obnoxious voices outside
i can't be this person. this can't be me (it can't)
(so it's not)
It's not me because i am enlightened everyday
we as a single entity struggle but remain
by either letting free of our fear completely or suffering through what our minds continue to teach
and through every painful process there is growth
inevitably one day you and i will see ourselves
for who we are and what we've accomplished
without the appearing continually torment blinding us from properly welcoming the bright future ahead.
-reality or nightmare
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You
Poetry"You"- meaning the you personally and You aside from me. This book talks about the You individually and going through times when you are your own light but, also when all you see and when all you feel is darkness. The You I dream about and need and...
