You go through these moments in life were you think it can't get any better, you are totally crumbling to pieces. Hopeless, lost, strengthless. You'll sob, whimper, scream, shout! Nothing matters anymore. You've given up. The pain has become too much. It has consumed you. Eaten you alive. You've cried enough tears to keep the Nile flowing. You turn every light on yet everything is still pitch black. You've had enough, haven't you? But I'm afraid you aren't done here yet. I know after you have wiped away the tears you will rise again, and maybe you might have to deal with it again tomorrow, and the next day. All i can tell you is, it means something, i haven't yet figured out what, you possess this incredible strength for some mystical reason. Maybe you are a beacon of light for others? Who knows. I'm just glad you are alive, i extend my arm to you, when you can no longer pick yourself up, i will offer my hand, and i will brush off your shoulders and remind you of who you are.
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J. L. Brown ©
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Jamilla Brown
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