Life is a Fucking Roller Coaster

We have voices and stories and plans and derams and ideas
We have hope
We will wake up tomorrow to a day that has never been known
We are here for a reason
We exist to love and to be loved
Life comes back, Things do change. Storms do pass~

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Roler coaster ride, were we only meant to fly in dreams?
Try to get that high, we were only kids with broken wings
there's something about the look in your eyes,
Something I noticed when the light was just right;
It reminded me twice that I was alive, & it reminded me that you're so worth the fight.
Eevery night I watch the sunset
& soak up every last way of is warmth,
and send it from my heart of yours.
Sometimes the world tries to knock it out of you~~


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That memory, is the enemy of peace.

I say this is half true.

Some memories can keep you warm in a blizzard, and give you a light in even the darkest of times. They bring a smile to your face when there's no reason for one and keep you safe from the dark corners of the world.

And others throw you right back to suffering, surround you in the pitch black and screams of pain. In the darkest corners of your mind and heart where the most frightening thing to you is your reflection and what you've become due to this. What you're capable of doing now.

And there's no rescue coming. No more hope, no shield from the flame. No more angel to save me and pull me out, it seems, for the angel has lost all faith and will.