Life began with me crawling on the floor, steadily i started to stand up

I lost hope and confidence and could never find motivation

I forgot who i am

Dim lights of the sky tried open up my path

When i looked down i only saw darkness and my past

Who am I

I struggle with chains around my body as i am stuck to my gruesome past

Will i ever succeed?

Storms will come to pass , they will leave destruction

When will my thunderstorm end.

When will the sun reappear

I grasp for air but i only take in smoke

Will I survive ?

Oh, the struggles of life twirl me in a hurricane as throw me from side to side

Will I live?




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Life has alot to take in, therefore one should express how he or she feel about their griefs in life.

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