Strides & Stories

I knew I was hysterical looking for
Miracles. I knew I would still be down
for a while before I stood tall again.
I took the chances knowing my heart
possibly stood no chance, to the obstacles
I made it face, but I’m never broken.
My strides are still stronger than the tides
that tried to wash me away.

My strides never lie.
About the pain, about the lost
about the chances I took.

In the rearview of the waves I always
knew I would stay. I stood so still in the
midst of it all. I prayed I stood in the wave
of the light each time I was hit by the darkness.
I knew I was stronger than yesterday. Never
broken, I’m always a warrior. As I write
my life story I will never shy away.

My stories never shy.
Never shy away from the pain.
The waves I pushed back as
the moon pulled a smile from
my face.

My strides never lie about the war I had to fight.
My stories never shy away from the pain.
My strides never lie about how much pain I could take.
My strides never lie.
My stories never shy away from the heartbreaks I faced.
My strides never lie about how much loss I had to take.
My stories never shy away from the hard pills I had to swallow.
My stories never shy away.
My strides never lie about the life I went for.
My stories never shy away from the lost I faced.
My strides never lie about the strength I got each day.
My strides and stories always reminded me that I was never less.

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