Throughout all the years,
the good,
the bad.
My heart has been constantly pulsating blood.
My immune system never gave up the fight to keep me alive.
My legs always stood strong and the keep me up standing.
My smile never gave up hoping for a brighter day.
Even through everything,
even though I wanted to die,
my body never gave up fighting.
And I am so grateful for that.
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Wild Nightmares Fueled By Anxiety Attacks
PoetryIt's just some poems I come up with. There some if everything; mostly sad, some confused, some mad. It's more of to just write what's on my mind. Some poems are more I need to get it of my chest and other I feel like I need to talk about a problem. ...
