Written Word:From A Survivor

I mask my pain with a smile,
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Trying to forget pass hurts and struggles to move ahead.
But it bounds me like shackels on a prisoner; like drugs to an addict, it bounds me.
Stretching forth my hand hoping to grab release, instead grab more pain and anger to add to whats already there.
The constant voice in my head
"How can someone love YOU?"
"What makes you think YOUR worthy of love?" Then a chuckle…
Makes me think do i really want to let it go…? Whats out there for me if i open up myself again.
Then a faint voice answers…
"There is more to life than what them around you think. To every desperate asthmatic breath you take, let me be your inhaler. I will fix all that is broken; put you back together again not forgetting one piece……I will be there always."

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I let go…

 

This was very difficult for me to share, so please don't be too harsh. Thank you!

 

its real; its basically my life and i love to write.

 

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