I keep pushing my self through
the constant misery of pain.
I realise in the last year that my life will never be the same ever again.
The pain never seems to get much better it will never really stop hurting.
I keep trying.
I keep walking a little more
each day.
Moving a few little more steps forward
going in that right direction
I know in the end this will lead to much bigger and better rewards in the end if I never give up and keep on doing this.
No matter the pain, no matter the fear and no matter the tears
I've got keep pushing through
that darknes,
the inner turmoil
that black and white tunnel we call life and push through to the other side to a much brighter and more happier place
and state of mind.
May 17, 2025
May 17, 2025 at 7:08 PM UTC
I keep pushing my self through
the constant misery of pain.
I realise in the last year that my life will never be the same ever again.
The pain never seems to get much better it will never really stop hurting.
I keep trying.
I keep walking a little more
each day.
Moving a few little more steps forward
going in that right direction
I know in the end this will lead to much bigger and better rewards in the end if I never give up and keep on doing this.
No matter the pain, no matter the fear and no matter the tears
I've got keep pushing through
that darknes,
the inner turmoil
that black and white tunnel we call life and push through to the other side to a much brighter and more happier place
and state of mind.
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