Broken

I think we're all a little broken,
At least from what we've spoken.
We see the utter destruction in our souls,
And we keep shoveling in the coals.
I know it's hard, but just stop.
Climb to the top.
Looking down, for miles there is pain.
But look up, keep looking 'til it's slain.
It's all up to us.
It'll be a fuss,
But never stop trying to fight,
Because you know I'm right.
Take a step in a better direction,
Because the lies of pain need a correction.

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This goes to everyone, because we're all a little broken, and I wish no one had to deal with the lies or the guilt or the pain or the whatever tearing them apart. Wether you have depression (which I wish no one had to experience either because it's really something evil) or don't, you've still felt sadness, felt pain. But just know that you can get through whatever life throws your way. And if you ever need to talk, you can pm me.

-Sarah

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