22 December
The day I never wanted to remember
A time when I chose to surrender
But I didn't choose to choke .. the air was thin
Neither to trip ... the evil serpent had been working in silence making up all sorts of traps for that I became a creator of filthy flaws in our system, a destructive grenade; an ember .
22 December
Came after a depressive November
Hardships are made to suit my fragility
Little did I know i was this tender !
The weight so heavy on my shoulders
A burden ... a back bender
22 December
The day I used to pause reflect and thank him for everything
After all that he's given to me ; to his glory what shall I render!?
22December
Since I can't change the past
I must opt for good
This time I'll choose what I remember
And this year I'll celebrate this day gratefully honoring the crucified member.
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THE BIG LITTLE BOOK
Poetry#1 slam #1 poet Semi diary semi poetry type of books. God can meet you in your rock bottom as well as on the top of your little mountain . In this book I talk about my mental health and how i overcame depression anxiety food disorders and addiction...
