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Fighting a Storm

Revolutionary ideas of a world without pain,

all the contemplation has been but in vain.

A storm is coming, a war of the soul,

The fierce blizzard will engulf the sun whole.

 

The aftermath will bring chaos and rage.

The clouded sky will set the next stage.

Endurance will persist as the tide rolls in.

Out of the darkness a new era will begin.

 

Pain will not vanish for it is part of who we are.

Strength will ensue, we'll be proud of our scars.

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Written by
heather-danielle-ashley
27 / F / American
Published
Aug 31, 2012
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I wrote this poem a few years ago when I was going through some pretty dark times due to health problems. I randomly found it in a drawer and thought I'd share.

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