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Apr 2014
I am many things,
Strong is one of them
Not just physically
But mentally
I have been through
More than you
Could ever imagine

I have struggled
And triumphed
But through it all
I was also weak.

I broke myself
I tore at my skin with razors
I poisoned my veins
With drugs meant to help.

I simply wanted an escape
I tried to leave it all behind
More than once
I attempted to end it.

When I saw a sign
And I knew there must be more
More than the pain
There would be light
At the end of the tunnel

From the moment I knew
That things would get better
I would find a way
And I did.

I've since stumbled
But it will never be that dark
I know what they say
"The world is a horrible place"
And it is

There is too much pain,
Too much suffering.
But there is still life
And there is still hope.
Taylor Johnson
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Taylor Johnson  Utah
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