I have been given a choice, provided to me by God. He has brought me upon a curve in my way. Saying to me I've prepared your future, now you choose how it will lay. Before me a test, an acclimation of my repreave, I can let lots in the madness, or choose to believe, this tragedy is not my ending, I have a clean slate in front of me, I need to stop pretending. Realize the gift that God continues to give, every struggle I've ever known, in the end was what allowed me to live, the scars of my soul can never be outgrown. So I ask God now, not to carry me to the other side, but to help me stand tall, and walk with my integrity and pride. Cause even though right now all I wanna do is cry, I feel it was meant to happen, and I should know the reason why.
©justin_ur
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