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Give Me Strength. Give Me Strength To Go. Give Me Strength To Move. Give Me Strength To Grow. We Are
Give me strength. Give me strength to go. Give me strength to move. Give me strength to grow. We are capable of so much. We can achieve wonders And truly soar. But we limit our selves. We think its silly. We put limitations On what we can achieve. Make our selves feel small And insignificant. But there is no limit. We can achieve greatness. And more importantly, Goodness You say your body is not capable. But you soul is. Your soul is limitless and infinite. And your heart is strong and true. Stop you mind thinking otherwise. Stop saying: No. Don’t. Can't. Stop saying it to me. Because I can. Let me go. And all I ask, Is that you will give me The strength I need, To thieve. For we are so limited on time. To walk on this earth. To dance in the sun. Stand in the rain. Lie in the snow. To watch the sky roll on, From light to dark to light again. To smile back at the moon. Let our stories fade into memories, Lengend, myth. I want to do. I want to love. I want to speak. I want to see. I want to understand. Stop pulling me back, Dragging me to earth. Because to do something amazing, You have to walk on air And defy gravity. So this is goodbye. And I hope one day, I will get to say hello. Again. A Poem by Melissa Charlotte Atlanta Maden.
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You don't understand, And I can't explain it. I feel like I have this hole inside me. I feel isolated, Unable to reach out and touch. I have friends and people I care about, But its like I've lost connection. Contact. I feel like the world is spinning and still All at the same time. I have brief moments of clarity, But they are just lost between hours of doubt. I feel like there is a grey cloud above me. Not touching me or raining upon me. But just there. A presence I can't shake. But what's worst. I feel like crying every second, But I can still fan happiness in public. Contort my lips into a smile, To please the world And hid my misery from it. And my self. But most of all, I’m tired. I want to go into an endless sleep Take an extra step further Try and hold my breath a little longer. But I wont. Because I’m a coward, Just waiting for a moment of bravery.
