Words: Writing

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"Words are powerful weapons to express. It may bring joy or despair." 

    In the midst of uncertainty and displeasure, I found myself so intrigued by the fact that I am still hurting and trying to heal myself from the bruises of the past. Those hurt are still creeping in and trying to devour the entirety of me. Fighting and trying to fit in this calling or vocation as they say. Words are difficult to express the pain and guilt I have at the same time. I am tired and trying to be alright. I know that in this fight, either of the two is expressed, win or lose. 

    As I ponder around and see the beauty of my surroundings, I can still feel that I am living. I am still breathing and have been awakened by the fact that maybe there are reasons in this world. Those reasons might be essential and even of something worth of risks. Maybe overthinking hits hard against me always pondering about those things that are of different views. 

    And so, there is nothing interesting in writing, but only a poet can tell the difference between art and destruction. So, I chose writing in expressing my past for readers might understand or underestimate it. Now, how do you express yours?

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