It’s crazy how, now I found this level ground
When once it was the furthest place that was around
Unable to register sound, soft or loud
Distant and alone, even when a crowd would surround
But now, that all seems like fantasy
Cuz what once was tearing me, was only preparing me
Now I’m wearing thee, on my sleeve like it’s armor
Molded me till I was stronger and harder
I couldn’t be farther, from version of me that turned from partner to martyr
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Author:
asrealastheycome (
Offline) - Published: January 4th, 2020 02:35
- Category: Spiritual
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Comments3
Oh I like this. Tells such a story! I'm intrigued. Tell me more! Well written.
There’s always more to come! Future untold and unwritten. Thank you for your kind words..much love
This reads like the tale of one who has been converted by ones own life experience and come to terms with it.
It seems like an offer of serenity to those who endure lifes struggles.
Hit the nail on the head. Every word. Been thru the ups and downs. Using my words to hopefully help those trying to find the same clarity. Thank you 💚
Moving into your own Spiritual life is wonderful.
Definitely true ..thank you
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