when your feelings are numb,
and the heart is cold
when you feel like you're drowning,
in the oceans of mistakes;
the evil seems to never halt
like the perpetual darkness which you see deep below
i want you to struggle through the pain,
fight for your breath.
and when you're out in the open sand,
i'll call you a fighter
because you made it
through what seemed impossible.
and when you look back at it
tears might roll down,
but of the victory that you own.
Original content poetry by Meowter Space
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