Thank you. Yes thank you. I express my gratitude by not being you. You hurt people to keep yourself on a pedestal. I was one of your stepping stones. I was one of those people whom you shattered into pieces and left for dead. But you know what? You gave me an example of what not to be. You gave me strength. You gave me experience. I now am stronger and more grateful person because of you. Yes you! You made me a better person. Yes, you hurt me but it's what a person does with that hurt. So thanks for those endless nights of suffering and thanks for those days of relentless bantering and torture. Thank you because you are one of my stepping stones. One of the hills I must climb over. One of the obstacles I must pass. Thank you for being weak.
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Unsheathed Heart
PoetrySome wisdom you must learn through the heart rather than the mind. Unsaid thoughts and unspoken feelings. A book of unspoken ideas that I was either too smart to say or too ignorant and weak to utter.
