Shall I brag of my pain, -- for they made me feel? Shall I boast of my sorrow -- when I discovered joy in the midst of mourning? Shall I brag of my suffering -- when I have learned to fight?
Shall I take pride of my regrets -- now that I understood better? Shall I boast of my injuries -- as I've learned to push, get up, and move even with a limp? Shall I take pride in the times I quit -- because I realized to choose my battles wisely?
Take in my pain, my sorrow, my suffering Death is not the end of me It is the beginning of my journey to a homecoming Where my Home is Pain is no more
I dream of heaven. Of how life on earth is just a process of leaving behind all things that you thought are significant. That the greatest turning point is when you take in the suffering and say, "challenge accepted."
My first post in a reaaaallllyyyyy long time. My head just all over the place. Oh well.