Its a beautiful kind of pain. Yesterday was the tornado warning, - TopicsExpress



          

Its a beautiful kind of pain. Yesterday was the tornado warning, todays like the morning after. Your world is torn in half, you wake in its wake to start. The mourning process and rebuilding, youre still a work in progress. With the thorn bush that you used to smell the roses. Stopped to inhale, cant even tell your nose is stuffed. Its like they murdered your ass and threw dirt on your casket, but youve returned from the ashes. And its as though you feel youve died, cause youve been killed inside, but yet youre still alive, which means you will survive. Wounds, wounds heal, but scars still remaining the same. I feel the burn, watch the smoke as I turn rising, a phoenix from the flames. I have learned, from fighting fights, that werent mine. Not with fists, but with wings that I will fly.
Posted on: Sun, 28 Sep 2014 15:17:18 +0000

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