Living,Poems COME


they come and go

knocking at your door


those that hurt you

those that make you sleep late or not at all

those that make your eyes look smaller from crying

those that make you feel lonely

problems my people

unknown is its magic

they being there is to gauge your space

your outfit of life

your belonging to something

your energy that drives you

it is there to taste your potential

to raise it and learn a new way

an upbringing for betterment

where rise is only the matter at heart

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