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I meet a new part of myself
Everyday

I meet a bigger heart
Taking care of those
Even when we’re apart

A smarter brain—
A stronger mind
Who I gain ability’s to tame
Throughout experiences

More powerful body
I grow stronger
To become a new
“Somebody”

Each day
I meet a new part of me
It grows beyond
My own imagination

Sprouting seeds
I learn to take care
of my own needs
I’m starting to finally form
A new me

To wrestle the storm
That used to take control
Over my body
Mind
Heart
And soul
Just another free write— with no grammar edits for my own convenience!  :)

(Tbh…Im probably going to edit my grammar tmrw)
Long nights
roads are steep
I still fight
Even when I sleep

Even though pain hurts and I groan
I keep fighting
Never standing alone

I keep falling
But I still stand
No matter how rocky things get
On any type of land

Any type of hope
In any place
I still try to keep
A smile on my face

No matter how tough the trail gets
I still try
My very best
Waking up,
Is your freedom.
Waking up.
Is your heart.
Waking up,
Is your life.
Keep fighting—
No matter what.
Cause your a star.
One breath,
At a time.
One memory,
At a time.
One word,
At a time.
That all I need—
To keep going.
I just need to try,
For one at a time.
Till I can love myself,
Not leaving myself behind.
One petal left—
But the rose doesn’t cry.
On petal left—
Yet the rose still try’s.
One petal left—
But color still radiates.
Hope is what powers,
The rose,  
No matter the fate.
The boat
It stays true
—Stays afloat

The long wooden frame
Not daring to break
Not afraid
—completely tame

Neat sails
Holding strong
Soft-velvet
No sign of betrayal

The boat holds many
But keeps to its word
To protect all who boards
No matter where they come from

The boat pushes through any storm
Sings all the songs
This new boat
Free from its dock
Staying strong

A symbol of hope
Is
The
Boat
The sun bleeds through
The vein-filled leaves.
The wind picks up—
A soft-loving breeze.

The wind knows
And brushes my hair away,

So I can gaze
At the soft
Flowers in the deep,
Crevassed valley

On this bright summer day.
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