Life Goes On

Life Goes On

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WpMetadataReadComplete Fri, Nov 10, 2017<5 mins
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To those with cracks in their souls To those with perfect lives To those who gave into temptation To those fighting it To those who are about to claim their own lives To those giving up To those trying hard To those not trying at all To the poor To the rich To those who work for everything To those who get whatever they desire for nothing To those who are breaking To the broken To the ones putting their lives together again To those who believe they can't To those like me, who confine in writing To those who draw their feeling To the ones who are numb To the ones who feel in scars they carve into their skin To those who are climbing To those who aren't To those who dig To those who can't control their actions To those who can To the bullied To the bullies To those who search for light To those who bring light to others To everyone No matter their situation No matter who broken No matter how they feel No matter how they live No matter race, sexuality or gender No matter what This is to everyone Including myself
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Don't fear death. It does nothing for you. Death is at every turn; the challenge is if you choose to accept it or not. Don't fear pain. Pain is how you learn. Pain is the side-effect of life. If you live life fearing getting hurt...can you truly live life fully? I've felt pain. I've accepted death. I've lived, I've learned, I've drowned a few times. If all I have to show for it is small bundles of letters and words...so be it. That's more than I could have ever hoped for. Everything that means anything to me are just words. You can put anything into words. Anything and everything. You can put death into words. You can put pain into words. You can put fear into words. And I have. And you can read them, if you want. You can learn from them; learn to stop fearing, learn to stop living in the future, behind your mask. But only if you care enough to listen. I speak loud and clear, yet nobody can hear me. I am not hidden, yet nobody can find me. If they even try.

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