Poetry from an Overcomer

Poetry from an Overcomer

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Poems that I have written about the struggle, sometimes during the difficulty, and the aftermath. I mean, have you ever just wanted to know if there was someone else out there who understood or just empathize about what you were going through? I have spend my life going through some pretty difficult moments where I had to face the ugly past which tried to drag me down to the depth of hell and steal my joy in living. But God.. An amazing phrase which has carried me. Anyway, I hope that these words within encourage you and remind you that you are not alone.
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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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