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Child, there will come a day where you just don't know and you don't really want to know but listen to me little one, for that day is soon to come. Stress will take its toll and all seems much worse it bottle up and detonates the shrapnel strikes the ones you love and you yourself is hidden. Wrath. One Dead. Underdogs can get on top they can overcome once you get on top, don't you stay? hardships and pain are in the past Now you work for something more and the others are left behind. Greed. Two Dead. Life is one crazy race You run and you run run until you can't anymore You stop to regain your composure while neglecting

Running through the dense brush branches, rocks, bugs slashing me as I run They're coming. They're coming. The Enemy. I run faster Heart pounding, causing blood to course through my being Stabs of panic with each breath Just rest for now. You need a break. The Enemy. I gain confidence, adrenaline more empowering of a drug than fear Screams and agony flash around me Them too. It's crushing them too. The Enemy. Face to face with the enemy. The battle is over. A tear slides down my face. Here it is. The Enemy. An epiphany, a newfound light I battled hard, fought strong. But, Against myself. The Enemy.

Help. A word not well used, for it is thought to be a  bothersome one. it is thought, to be a weak sign, the plea of dependence. Know this: Help is anything but. He needed help-to carry the cross. Simon had to carry part of it for him. Stood by Him and carried some of the weight. Not all, but some. Even the greatest of the great cannot bear it all. Help A word cried in the dark, for it is the dark that hides the light. it is the dark that shows truth. The scream of strenth Know this: Help is everything. A young girl needed help-to carry her cross. I had to carry it for her Stood by her to carry some of the weight. No

When you get lemons. Make lemonade. When everything is dark. Turn on the light. When the glass is empty. Fill it. When you wake on the wrong side of the bed. Move over. When you want to throw in the towel. Hold tight to it. When your shoe does not fit. Buy another. When fate trips you. Catch your fall.

The sky does not measure the vastness it is nor a bird how long it should fly. An ocean has no choice in what it will sustain and a fish cannot predict his captor. Rain does not need to dry until it has to nor wind need to plan a path Likewise, I shall not question my ability or doubt my success. I shall not choose who enters my life. I shall not choose my enemies. I shall not fix the unbroken nor worry about the future. I shall be.

To be a fool? or to triumph? to be a triumphant fool? or to be nothing at all? It is preferable to be a fool rather than nothing at all. It is predictable that a fool can certainly become nothing at all. It is better to try and fail It is easier to cease foolishness and undo nothing at all. To be a fool? or to triumph? to be a triumphant fool? or be left wondering?

I want to be your sun to be your change, to be the root of your world. But the sun is taken for granted its beauty not seen and cannot be aided. Although the sun is a necessary element, it needs to be valued to be loved. I want to be your sun But it may be at much too high a cost.

A clock sits on a wall- tick tock tick tock. A chair rocks slowly- swish swish swish. A radio plays in the distance- la la la la everything harmonious. A man is there too- he disrupts all the harmony. He makes the clock go- tick tock tock. The chair begins to- swosh swosh swosh. The radio plays- boom boom boom. He dances around- moving this, breaking that. He spins and he screams- drowning out the beautiful sounds. The once peaceful haven is now dead- a forgotten beauty. It was perfect- Now broken. emotionless, cracked, useless- Look what he has done. But destruction is over- the clock still ticks. the chair stil

I now know what love is. as they all say, twentieth times the charm. It may benefit all of you if u deserve the benefit, to fully understand what love is not. Love is not wanting to see him all the time, longing for a kiss in the rain, telling him you love him whenever the time comes. To your surprise, love does not feel like Disney fireworks. It is quite odd, to say that those things are not love because, personally, I find all those things alluring. but I digress. Love is enjoying the time you have together accepting a kiss, because it's his. seeing his eyes say "I love you" and it sounds like no fun, but it f

The little bird was ready to fly- To fly. To sing. She practiced and worked but her wings were never strong enough voice never loud enough. The little bird took a leap of faith She spread her wings and sang her song. The trees danced The flowers uprooted all the bugs silenced and the ecosystem was in equal joy. For the little bird small and fragile worked hard and finally got it right. Now she lives happily she sings constantly and flies to ease her pain she never forgets, though. The little bird wanted to fly and so, she did.

Imagine: All you've ever known... Everyone you've ever met... Every fact you've memorized... Every joke you've laughed at... Gone. Because you don't remember them. So, you're trapped. On an island so small, you can barely stand up... And thats all you have. Every whisper of a secret... Every taste that hits your tongue... Every tear that rolls down your cheek... Every smile you've caused... To never exist. Because to you, they never happened. So, you don't have any children; [When in reality, you have three] You don't know where you're mother is buried; [When she actually lives down the block] And the only thing you rememb