Poetry

Rise

They say not to be afraid,

They say to be strong and brave,

As if that’s all it truly takes for one to be ok once more.

They say that I would not make it,

They said I was living and breathing self inflicted pain,

Little did I fully comprehend the evil they were tryna share.

I may not be full of faith,

I may not be sure to see the fruits within my healing soul,

One thing I am sure of, is that my life is worth living,

My story is worth being told, my tears worth being shed in hope for a better tomorrow.

Each time I rise,

Above critics, above diseases,

I rise stronger, for my clipped wings have fully recovered, fully stretched awaiting to fly above the horizon.

I rise…

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