
I welcome me
To be able to breath
To be able to process what is around me, and not just what I see
Surviving, it’s hard to just simply be
I believe in the force that’s bigger than me
To survive it’s just me
to live knowing I’m not alone
that’s the real dream
Surviving, to live anxiety free
Knowing that there’s so much that life is throwing at me
Yet there’s so much more that we are yet to receive
Surviving is my crying as I feel the blood rush through my veins
Just like when it rains, it feeds
The growth and end result of what we only see
To survive I’m inviting myself
Personally,
to opportunity of blessings
even those in disguise
and as I dry my eyes I want to feel alive , as I survive.


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