Strength

“What doesn’t kill you makes you stronger.” – Says everyone without a clue.

Don’t get me wrong, I used to be one of the people who said this. I always viewed it as an inspirational quote that could help people who are going through a hard time. That was until I woke up one day and asked, “When am I going to become the strong person that everyone says I’ll be?”

What comes to my mind when I put that quote and my situations together is that I’ll move on and forget about it. For some of my situations, it’s been two years, four years, ten years plus since incidents happened. I still live my life in fear of them happening again and scared I’ll see certain people. Does that sound like moving on to you?

People are under this impression that you grieve, heal, move on, and it never affects you again. You forget about it and it’s like it never happened. That’s the idea of a “Strong” person. That isn’t real. If this is what defines a strong person then there’s no such thing.

The reason is that the world doesn’t stop for anything. Time continues to go by, babies are born, elderly dies and everyone’s’ lives continue. You still have to get up in the morning, go to work, pay bills, provide for your family, and do things that involve life. Just because you’re abused, assaulted, mistreated, let down, or stressed out, doesn’t mean anything. That sounds heartless, but it’s the truth. Life doesn’t care about what you look like, where you’re from, or what religion you are. It’s just hard.

I’m going to tell you something you may not like. Any situation that affects you in this way isn’t something you’ll move on from. Your life will always be affected. Your relationships with people, your workplace, your environment, family, and even yourself. In the Walking Dead Andrea tells a suicidal Beth, “The pain doesn’t go away, you just make room for it.”

If I use the word strong to describe someone that’s been through a traumatic experience, It’s going to be like this. A strong person is someone who made themselves wake up in the morning and go to work instead of calling out and laying in bed. The strong person immersed themselves in an activity to keep their mind busy while the other person dwelled on it constantly. A strong person realized the world is turning whether they want it to, so they continued to turn with it.

When you’re strong, you know that the pain will probably never go away. However, you make sure you do your best not to let it affect your life in a negative way. When it does, you catch it and change the circumstances immediately. You don’t play the “woe is me” card. You don’t use what happened as a crutch to say or o whatever you want.

I’ve been through a lot for someone my age and I’ve seen a lot from other people. Throughout my childhood and into my adult life I’ve had to deal with things I shouldn’t have. Some of my relationships weren’t very good. One, in particular, gave me a form of PTSD that still affects me now. I played the “Woe is me” card, I used it as a crutch to explain the way I am with the “Help isn’t possible” attitude.

When I asked myself why I wasn’t the strong person everyone said I’d be, I realized it’s because I’m still dwelling on it. So I stopped and chose to turn with it. Then I asked why the pain wouldn’t leave and found out that it never would. I’d just make room for it and live day-to-day trying my best to keep it together.

In this world, people go to war and kill women and children soldiers. People get raped and children get abducted. Women and men suffer from abuse, parents mistreat and neglect their kids, and there are more lies flying around than there are drops of water in an ocean. This world is a really crappy place.

I’ve found that when I came to accept this about the world and my life, I got peace. It’s ironic that accepting the idea of never going back to the way things used to be was mentally and emotionally freeing. So this week’s poem is about my realization of what a strong person really is versus what everyone else thinks it is. It’s a traumatic situation in my life that led me down a path that wasn’t pretty. I also threw in a poem by Emily Dickinson that helped me with this.

You say “What doesn’t kill you” like death is only physical

The stranger said, “You’re lucky he didn’t kill you”
Oh, but he did.
You see, I’m still here in front of you speaking.
But if you look at my chest, there’s still a hole
From where he reached in and tore my heart out.

If you look close enough, you’ll read his words
That he tattooed all over my body and
The bruises left from his hate.
To you, I look normal.
But to me, I’m changed forever.

You say I’m lucky he didn’t kill me,
But he did.
Just because I’m breathing,
Doesn’t mean I’m alive.

My life closed twice before its close

My life closed twice before its close—
It yet remains to see
If Immortality unveil
A third event to me

So huge, so hopeless to conceive
As these that twice befell.
Parting is all we know of heaven,
And all we need of hell.

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Something Meaningful

Something has really annoyed me this week. I say this week even though it’s gotten on my nerves many times. Anyone who knows me will tell you that I’m not a loud or obnoxious person. I don’t say much and I choose not to raise my voice. When I explain this as being just the way I am, people seem to understand. However, most people call me shy or timid. Why is this?

Why is it when someone isn’t loud they’re automatically shy? When I think of shy, the word scared comes to mind. I think of the times when children hide behind their parent’s legs instead of saying hi to the stranger. Parents blow this off as being shy. I’m most definitely not hiding behind anyone’s legs, nor am I afraid of talking.

In fact, I’m the opposite. Talking is something that I’m best at. I talk about the weather and how I love rainy days more than the sunshine. I also talk about my favorite TV shows and movies. Food, music, animals, and which cleaning product is better or worse for the surface you’re needing to clean. I talk about the most mundane things and even deeper and more intellectual subjects.

The difference between what society considers outgoing and social butterfly is that when it comes to my conversations, I don’t just have them randomly. I don’t just start talking about subjects that don’t matter and run my mouth like a rat on a wheel. When I say something, I want it to be meaningful. Not a pile of gibberish that is spoken just to hear what my voice sounds like. I know what it sounds like. I’ve had this voice for twenty-three years.

So this week’s poem isn’t about love or lust or envy. It isn’t about my faith nor heartbreak. This week’s poem is about exactly what I’m talking about. It’s a poem I wrote recently when this subject started to matter to me. I can’t stand stereotypes, nor can I stand someone judging another person when they don’t even know them.

Don’t mistake my quiet voice,
Or my silence as fear.
I’m not afraid of sound,
Nor am I afraid of people.
It isn’t fear that silences me.
It isn’t people that quiet me.
I’m not shy nor am I timid.
I’m my own person
Who just so happens to not say much.
Not because I’m choking on my words.
Not because my heart is beating out my chest.
But because I’m choosing not to.
I say only what I want to say.
And that’s good enough for me.

– If there’s anything that I want people to remember, it’s that I had a lot to say in so little words.

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IT

The remake of IT by Stephen King came out recently and being the fan that I am, I had to go see it. Part of me was a little skeptical because of it being a remake, but I was absolutely blown away. Bill Skarsgard’s performance of IT was too good for its own good. The beginning scene with Georgie blew away the originals’ by a long shot. I actually had to cover my eyes.

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It’s been awhile since I’ve seen the original, but I think the remake showed more of IT in a gruesome and cruel way. Before I saw the movie I compared both Tim Curry’s IT and Bill Skarsgard’s IT. First, I thought the new one looked stupid. I didn’t think he looked scary, nor did I think he looked inviting. The whole point of IT was to look inviting to children. Curry’s portrayal looked way more inviting to me. Then I saw the beginning scene and knew I’d be having nightmares for the next week.

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I don’t know if it’s the smile, the big blue eyes, or the way he talked to Georgie that was creepy. Maybe it’s a mixture of both. All I know is that when I watch the movie again, I’ll have to skip over that part.

Even though IT as the clown was creepy, he wasn’t as bad as the fears he’d appear as. Beverly’s bloody scene in the bathroom was pretty crazy. I thought IT was going to pull her down the sink drain. Another really good scene was when Ben’s in the library and the headless guy chases him around. I don’t know about anyone else but if I saw a red balloon go by and it’s obvious no one else did, I’m not following it. I’m not after the trail of Easter eggs when it’s not Easter, and I’m not going into rooms I don’t belong in. That’s just me, though, and we can’t all be like that. Otherwise, there wouldn’t be a movie/book.

Despite that most people hate when movie remakes come out (mainly because of the cool graphics that’s added), this remake was really good. I can relate it to Carrie in the sense that all of them were great. The graphics added to IT were just incredible. It wasn’t too much or too little, either. They did a really good job at making it look the time period that the story takes place.

I really liked the chemistry between all the actors. I’m usually not into movies or TV shows that surround children. The storylines and other things that I look for in my entertainment don’t involve kids very much. However, these children outdid themselves in their parts and really made the movie. I especially liked Finn Wolfhard’s portrayal of Richie. I’ve become a huge fan of a child actor for the first time and will be watching everything he’s in for the rest of my life/his acting career.

Richie is my favorite one out of the bunch. I feel like he’s the Ryuk of Death Note. The character that says what the viewer is thinking the entire time. Even though I’m not a fan of F-bombs, they placed Richie’s’ perfectly throughout the entire film. He was one of the last boys to be attacked by IT. I think that was because his fear was clowns. If all IT had to do was show up as himself that wouldn’t be as fun. I looked forward to seeing how IT would scare him and was very impressed by the results. Of course, I can’t tell what it was so you’ll just have to see.

Overall, IT was a fantastic movie and the makers did an incredible job. I now know why Stephen King is so proud of it. It’s really exciting to know that there will be a sequel which is a better idea. You can’t fit a 1,200-page book into two and a half hours.

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I Don’t Believe You

There is a beauty in simple, yet mind-blowing poetry. When most people think of poetry they look to Emily Dickenson or William Shakespeare. They think of that as what poetry is and if they write anything it’s terrible. Nothing anyone writes can meet the standards of those poets.

However, no one should think that way. While their writing is amazing, so is the poetry that gets written today. Poetry is the thoughts and feelings written about experiences you go through. I used to look at my poetry and think it was garbage. I tried to write like other people whom I thought were the best. Then I cut that out of my life. For a world that strives on being different from everyone else, we sure do like to compare ourselves and try to be like others.

When I started writing my poetry again I began to remind myself not to compare it to other writers. These were my thoughts and feelings. This was my way of expressing myself, coping with my reality, and potentially helping others do the same. Sometimes my poems would be long and other times they’ be shorter. Then there were moments where I only wrote one sentence down and that was enough to change my entire outlook on life.

It’s in those times that we read something or hear it in a song that we go, “Wow that so fits right now.” Then it’s almost like our world opened up to something completely new. I decided to share one of those poems this week. One that is extremely short, but says a lot in just a few words.

I’ve gone through many experiences. Dealing with people is usually the cause. I talk a lot about forgiveness and forgetting. I’ve grown up hearing the term, “Forgive and forget.” I hate it. This phrase teaches people who when you forgive someone, you’re supposed to forget it ever happened. That isn’t real. You can’t just forget what they did, how they did it, or who they did it with.

Sometimes it’s the small stuff that is possible to forget. Like a little white lie that they told for no reason. But there are times when those little white lies turn into bigger lies and so on. That is the same for every thing else these people do. It starts small and then grows until it is mentally draining and painful.

It’s at this point when you’ve decided enough is enough, and then they decided to “see” you. They want you to forgive them, but they also want it to be forgotten. So that’s what this week’s poem is about. The realization that no matter how hard I try, I will never forget what’s happened and that’s okay.

A lot of people argue that this way of thinking isn’t healthy. It’s “Holding grudges” or something stupid like that. In reality, it isn’t. What’s unhealthy is pretending like it’s possible to forget something that’s made such an impact on your life. It’s weirdly satisfying and freeing to know it’ll never go away. The pain will, the tears will, and a time will come when you don’t think about it as often. However, the memory will stay. The key to moving on isn’t trying to forget it. It’s knowing that you never will.

I don’t believe you

You may have changed,
But my memories haven’t.

Beatitudes: Mourning

“Blessed are those who mourn, for they shall be comforted.” – Matthew 5:4

We always assume that when someone is in mourning it’s because they’ve lost a loved one. Or maybe they’ve suffered a heartbreak. We never think of mourning as being genuinely sorry for something that we’ve done wrong. Most of the time, we aren’t sorry. For the most part, people don’t care about others’ feelings. We hide behind “Good intentions” or my personal favorite, “No one’s perfect.” Sometimes we go as far as to say, “God will fix this for me.”

“I cheated on you.”
“I lied to you.”
“He took the money from your purse.”

It’s easy to confess our sins with statements made with no emotional connection behind them. However, it’s not easy to feel bad about doing it. Guilt is one of the worst feelings in this world. In His Sermon on the Mount (Matthew 5:1-12), Jesus isn’t talking about those who suffer a broken heart at the loss of a loved one, but those who suffer from guilt.

He says, “Blessed are those who mourn, for they will be comforted.” This says a lot about Jesus and His heart. Sin is terrible and leads us down a dark road. However, when we feel remorse for what we’ve done, Jesus considers us to be “Blessed.” In the last Beatitude, I talked about the word, Blessed, and how it’s used in a different way than what we’re used to.

To recap, we use that word to refer to something good, usually materialistic things. We’re “Blessed” with a new car or “Blessed” with money. I’m “Blessed” because I got a new job that’ll pay all of my bills. We’re also “Blessed” with children. These are just examples. However, God doesn’t just bless us with abundance, He blesses us with the trials in our lives. He finds us to be blessed when we humble ourselves before Him.

In this circumstance, He finds us our guilt as a blessing because it’s the first step to use becoming a better person. If we feel bad for the things we are doing, we won’t want to do them anymore. This means that we’ll be less likely to do them in the future and sin won’t control our lives anymore. God wants what’s best for us and that is a life without sin. Making the decision not to sin anymore starts us on our road to becoming a better person.

And He is there to comfort us. God wants us to heal from the bad things we’ve done. When we ask for forgiveness we’re wiped clean and what’s happened is in the past. It’s a comforting thought to know that God will always be there to catch us when we fall.

“(21) So I myself find this law at work: Although I want to do good, evil is right there with me. (22) For in my inner being I delight in God’s law; (23) but I see another law at work in me, waging war against the law of my mind and making me a prisoner of the law of sin at work within me. (24) What a wretched man I am! Who will rescue me from this body that is subject to death? (25) Thanks be to God, who delivers me through Jesus Christ our Lord!

So then, I in my mind am a slave to God’s law, but in my sinful nature[a] a slave to the law of sin.” – Romans 7:21-25

People need to go from “It’s too hard” to “It’s hard, but I can’t do this anymore.” Paul makes a great statement about the spiritual war that goes on in a Christian’s mind when it comes to sin. We live in the world, but we aren’t supposed to be of it. The world is a bad place full of sin and deception. In the world, everything is permissible. Sex before marriage, lies, cheating, jealousy, gluttony, and pride. It’s all about “Me.” In Jesus’ parable, Lamp on a Stand, He describes a Christian as the light of the world. The world is full of darkness and Christians are to be the light that shines through the darkness.

However, it’s hard to be a Christian. Sure it’s easy to believe in God, go to church, sing the songs, and read your bible. But actually fully relying on Him for everything you need and putting your life in His hands isn’t easy. We’re such prideful creatures, often not wanting to admit that we need help. Not wanting to follow His commandments because it’s more fun to sin than not to. From this, we think of ourselves as a slave of God. We begin to think of Him as a dictator and not a father. This way of thinking leaves us not wanting to follow the commandments which make us start to sin. Over and over we fall back into the same loop of Temptation, sin, guilt, and repentance.

Throughout this study, I realized how much I related to this Beatitude at this point in my life. When I was saved I’d feel remorse for everything I’d done, and over the course of time, I’d feel bad immediately after I’d done them. However, there came a point when I would feel bad and not do anything about it. I wouldn’t ask for forgiveness or try to do better. Then I stopped feeling bad completely.

When I finally decided to come back to God (Yes, it is a choice), I didn’t feel bad for my sins. I didn’t feel bad for not listening to Him or even denying He was there. I didn’t feel bad for praying for the wrong things and insulting His intelligence. It scared me to death! I wondered how I let my heart harden so much that I couldn’t feel remorse and be forgiven.

I don’t know how many other Christians have felt this way. In fact, I thought there was something wrong with me prior to this study. If you are going through something like this as well, or maybe you’re not, this is my piece of advice that God has shown me. Pray about it. Ask God to help you come back to His arms. He’ll open your heart to feel the remorse you need to feel to fully repent of your sins.

Our God is good and sometimes He asks us to do things that don’t match what society expects us to do. That’s the Beatitudes in a nutshell. The eight characteristics of a Christian are the opposite of how the world expects you to be. In the world, if you feel sorry for something bad you’ve done, that’s not right. It isn’t normal and you’re strange. But feeling sorry for something you’ve done makes you blessed in the eyes of God.

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Wise and Foolish Builders

(24) “Therefore everyone who hears these words of mine and puts them into practice is like a wise man who built his house on the rock. (25) The rain came down, the streams rose, and the winds blew and beat against that house, yet it did not fall, because it had its foundation on the rock. (26) But everyone who hears these words of mine and does not put them into practice is like a foolish man who built his house on sand. (27) The rain came down, the streams rose, and the winds blew and beat against that house, and it fell with a great crash.” – Matthew 7:24-27

The lives Jesus is describing in this parable sound a lot like people in today’s world. On one side, you have the Christian that hears the teachings of Jesus and applies them to his/her life. On the other side, you have a Christian that hears Jesus’s teachings and doesn’t apply them to his/her life. These two people can look the same. They’ll have a job, families, and even go to the same church.

The Storm

The real differences will come to light when life happens. For example, we know that life isn’t easy and doesn’t always go very good for us. The storm that Jesus is referring to isn’t necessarily weather. He is talking about the storm of life which we refer to as “The hard times.” Your house gets tested when a storm comes through your town. Does it stay standing or is it blown away? How badly does it flood? What is the damage caused by the storm?

The Builders

In order to get through the storm of life, we need a good and solid foundation. In this parable, we are the builders. That makes us in charge of whether we have that solid foundation. A good builder isn’t going to build in an area that will flood out, nor will he build with materials that’ll be blown away. The builder builds with the plan to keep these situations from happening.

The Foundation

The best place to build our house is on a rock. Rocks have a good, solid foundation. House stay steady when built on cement. What would happen to your house if you built it on sand or dirt instead of laying out the cement first? Your house would flood at the slightest rain and little critters would find their way inside. No one wants that. Jesus is saying that He is the only firm foundation to get you through life. Jesus is your rock.

Many people don’t build their faith. They think that “Once saved always saved” is real or they just don’t think anything bad will happen to them. These people would rather go with the flow of their friends or rely more on their social status. Whatever the case, they’re the ones that’ll be shortsighted. They’re the ones that can’t make it through the hard times. The question that you’ll hear from them the most is, “Why is this happening to me?”

When everything is okay our foundations don’t matter. We don’t pray or rely on God for anything. Why should we when we are happy, fruitful, and living abundantly? We don’t “Need” Him for anything when we have what we want. However, we’re tested when a crisis happens in our lives. We should always make sure that our foundations are strong and able to withstand anything life throws our way. Your foundation is only as strong as your faith.

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Lamp on a Stand

(14)“You are the light of the world. A town built on a hill cannot be hidden. (15) Neither do people light a lamp and put it under a bowl. Instead they put it on its stand, and it gives light to everyone in the house. (16) In the same way, let your light shine before others, that they may see your good deeds and glorify your Father in heaven. – Matthew 5:14-16

Small acts of kindness, big acts of kindness, smiles here, compliments there, etc. Everything we do throughout our lives represents who we are (whether we’re believers or not). We all want to come off as our image of a good person. However, most people are selfish, self-centered, hypocrites. They want other people to view them how they want to be viewed even if they’re terrible people on the inside.

“(21) He said to them, “Do you bring in a lamp to put it under a bowl or a bed? Instead, don’t you put it on its stand? (22) For whatever is hidden is meant to be disclosed, and whatever is concealed is meant to be brought out into the open.” – Mark 4:21-22

In this parable, Jesus tells how people view those who act Christlike. When you are in Christ and do as He does, there’s a light that shines through you. Others will always wonder what it is about you that is different from them. What is your reason for why you are the way you are. When we live in Christ, we’re supposed to act like Him and tell others that He’s in us.

“No one lights a lamp and hides it in a clay jar or puts it under a bed. Instead, they put it on a stand, so that those who come in can see the light.” – Luke 8:16

A lot of the time, we hide our light. We stay quiet when we should have spoken up, going along with the crowd, denying the idea that there is anything special about us, letting sin overwhelm our light, not telling others the reason we are who we are, and ignoring the needs of others. In my job, it’s hard not to let my light dim. I deal with the public very personally and it isn’t always easy to be patient and understanding.

I have to consistently remind myself to not let the situation get the best of me. I’d rather others view me as Christlike than the alternative (Even though I’m terrible at it sometimes). Look at it this way. If you’re on your first date with someone, do you hide all of your great qualities from them? No. You show off your humor by making them laugh, you show your intelligence, communication skills, smile, etc. The point is for them to get to know why they should continue to see you and potentially pick you as a partner.

The date may never go to a second one, but they’ll always remember the girl/guy that made them go, “Wow.” That’s how I view being Christlike. That person may never see you again, but they’ll remember the person that made their day better, stopped them from making a terrible decision, helped them in a time of need, or some other situation.

Jesus wanted us to know that when we choose God, we now represent Him as our Father just as we represent the overcome of what our parents made us when we go out into public. We’re the voice of Christ through our actions and what He’s done for us. We’re the light of the world.

“No one lights a lamp and puts it in a place where it will be hidden, or under a bowl. Instead they put it on its stand, so that those who come in may see the light.” – Luke 11:33

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Today, Tomorrow, and Forever

I think everything we can agree on is the feeling of heartbreak. It’s a universal pain that no one ever wants to bear, especially when we think about the person we love. However, when you are standing there in front of that person, or on the phone, or where ever you are and they say those words it’s like magic. A switch flips inside of you and your once happy life turns upside down.

You know it’s over. It’s like you took every kiss, every touch, every minute spent together for granted. You never thought about it being over because you never saw it being over (even when you did). There were plenty of times during my relationships where I “Saw” the relationship ending before it was over, but never believed it would happen.

Then you start to think that you took it all for granted. The last time you kissed is now the last time you’ll ever kiss them again. How was it? Was it a quick peck on the lips or something more? The last time you hugged did you really hold them or instantly let go? These are all thoughts that rush through someone’s head when they’re the ones with a broken heart.

I decided I wouldn’t do the same thing I always do. I’m not saying that I didn’t think about the relationship, the good times, the bad times, or that I missed it or that person. But I also didn’t allow myself to die on the inside. Even though he made me happy, my relationship wasn’t satisfying. It wasn’t what I expected my relationship to be, and when it was over, I realized that was one of the best decisions that we could have ever made.

The relationship made me disappointed, confused, full of questions that would never be satisfied with the answers I’d receive. I gave everything to be there and in the end it was me with the broken heart. But just like you can choose to love, you can choose whether the pain hurts you are not. I’m not talking about going numb and blocking it from your mind. That only creates a wall that’ll smash first chance it gets. It’ll keep others from being able to love you and from you being able to love others.

What I’m talking about is letting it hurt. Giving yourself a moment to be alone and do whatever it is that needs to be done. The world continues to turn no matter how much you don’t want it to. So if you need to write, cry, listen to music about how much life sucks, or something else. Do it. Block their number if you need to and don’t ever speak to them again. And then when your time is up, move on. Get up, go to work, go out with friends, and learn how to be yourself again.

You never realize how much you change yourself when you are with someone, especially if the relationship lasts a long time. A lot of people don’t take the time to learn who they’ve become before they jump into the next one. I once heard one of my coworkers say, “Each relationship is like a book. If you go back and read it, you already know what’s going to happen.”

Well I agree with that except I view them as chapters. When you read a book and you get to the next chapter your brain probably just exploded with that crazy plot twist. Most people have to get to the next chapter to find out what happens when they really should take a break and contemplate how everything has changed at that point. When you keep continuing reading your chapters, you get to the end and suffer the worst book hangover ever!

So this is what this week’s poem is about. I apologize for being a day late. This was a very long and crazy weekend without much time to slow down and focus on my writing. I also wasn’t sure what to post about. Sometimes we just need to slow down in a world that constantly tells us to go, go, go!

Whether your heart’s broken now or it will be in the future (Potentially), remember to give yourself a certain amount of time to feel it. And honestly, enjoy it. I know that sounds weird but it’s the truth. This is a part of life and a part of becoming who you’re supposed to be. No matter how much it hurts, find the good parts and revel in them. Don’t be upset because it’s over, be happy because it happened. Even when it’s a terrible relationship. It happened and it happened to you. It’s going to make you a fantastic person.

Then, when your time is up, wake up from your dream. One day you’ll realize it doesn’t hurt anymore. In season two of The Walking Dead, Andrea tells Beth, “The pain doesn’t go away. You just make room for it.”

Today, Tomorrow, and Forever

I’ll give myself today.
Today is my day to cry, to anger, to stew.
Today is my day to write about the heartbreak
I suffered, throw anything I can, and plot my
Revenge.

But tomorrow is new, a fresh start.
Tomorrow I’ll wake up and no more tears
Will fall from these eyes.
No anger will radiate from me
And that revenge I plotted will be forgotten.
I will not destroy everything I touch.
I will not self-destruct like everyone expects.

Yesterday, you were my everything.
Today, you’re not my happily ever after.
Tomorrow, you’ll be another name to add to my
List of once upon a times.

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