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MY STRUGGLE

*START AFRESH* For a very long time, I have been finding it difficult, To let go To find myself again I have belittled myself So much I feel like a loser now but, I don't know how to go about it. Deeply within me, I know there's more to me but, How do I start? I still remember the words from people, That hurts me I have many experience with people, That they look down on me There's no morale  How do I start?  To everyone going through this, Forget the memories that make you weak and sad, but not forget the memories that are an anchor to your strength. Forget the people who caused you pain, but not forget those who were with you through the storm  Forget your past, mistakes, and regrets, but not forget the lessons you learned from them. Forget the days when you cried silently, not aloud, but do not forget days that make you strong. Forget the old you, find yourself and explore, and emerge and shine as never before... YOU ARE MADE FOR MORE. YOU ARE MADE TO SHINE. If you kee...

MY STRUGGLES

*I DON'T KNOW* Everyday of my life, I keep pushing Sometimes, I don't even know who i am anymore Everyday comes with A new struggle and Challenges It's making me give up On myself I don't think I am worthy? Life hasn't been fair to me I am gradually losing the sight of Who I am I don't know if I can still believe There's hope for me... Dear Sisters, Never give up and Never give in. Keep fighting that fight So the devil doesn't win. Through the hurt and the pain, The sorrow and the shame, The one thing you need to remember is that tomorrow is never the same. Hold unto your hopes and dreams, For your fears are less than they seem. You might feel, there is no hope in sight, Take a minute to look at the sky And remember that there's something Out there bigger than you and I. Just like today, The sun will shine again. Through the clouds and the rain, The sun still remains, And all the darkness will fade away. So hold your head high, Hold unto your dreams ...

MY STRUGGLE

*IT WILL END* Just keep on walking, Don't be scared, Don't dare look back. Yes, so many things have changed. It's not the same, even as you have arranged it? Be strong and brave. Calm your fears. Dry your tears. Yes, love hurt you and broke your heart. Keep your head, I know it hurt This will be tough, but time will heal. Perhaps a new life will reveal it. The hardest thing there is to love someone, Who does not love you. So is it worth it? What's to gain, when you love someone Who brings you pain? Dear Sisters, Don't longer compare yourself or your flaws to others' perfections. Take the negativity off the shelf and focus on your direction. Close the door on self-hatred and sadness. Never let it back in, for the lies it would often tell you, You will no longer agree. Happiness and love are what you should hold onto. They are whom you should give the key. Pay no attention to the toxic thoughts, Listen to those who adore everything you are. Overthinking was what y...

MY STRUGGLE

*I WISH IT CAN BE BETTER* "Ever since I was young, I wanted to be older. At that time in life, I thought it would be easier, Once someone is old, but Life starts to throw different shit from  Different angles As i slowly progress through, I start to feel what the weight of life is like. All the finances, I have to pay attention to, All the friends that come and go, And the ones i later find out are shallow. Family that leave you in life, But will never be forgotten. To me this is a tough feeling. I believe it is a strong feeling, everyone feels. To some they say it’s the weight of the world, On their shoulders. To me it feels like it's a lesson  As life slowly moves on. The struggle of day to day life increases, Turns into struggling month to month, Than year to year Dear Sisters, To me the only way to loosen this pressure Is to slowly start looking up to Jesus  Build up yourself, taking life’s pressure and turning it for the best. Don't doubt yourself, with time you will...

MY STUGGLE

*IT WAS A MISTAKE* I don't understand why you chose him over me, I was there but you just did not see. I would have done everything right, Instead you chose him, and to stay and fight. I may have been little, but I will always remember the tears. I haven't forgotten it Not even after all these years. In and out of homes,  What kind of kid's life is this? What more could I expect; it's only going to get worse. I was born a mistake, so I guess I'm forever living in a curse. Bottled up inside are the words I've never said to you, The feelings that I hide, You can see it in my eyes, But in my silence it will forever lie. My daddy was meant to love me. He was meant to be there, But he was the one that was my biggest fear. He bought nothing to me but all my tears. Everytime I try and forget you, I can't get you out of my mind. I hate to think that others went through what I did After all I was only a kid. It's a new home, one after another, Will it ever get be...

MY STRUGGLE

*CAN I BE WHOLE?* My eyes filled with tears, But not yet fallen. I'm crying, but they're silent tears. I'm crying on the inside so you are unable to see All the pain running though me. Can I ever be whole again? I never sleep, For fear of what tomorrow might bring. How can I be so lost In a place I know so well? How can I be so broken In a family we've been together for long? How can I be so confused Surrounded by so many? Sometimes I walk past everyone as if I were invisible. I tell myself that everything's going to be ok, But it's seizures. The time it took to change me. The life I had, I can't have it back. Yet I can't see why all these tears feel so unreal. I'm not the same, my words are still unsaid. So instead, I write them on paper. So many tears I have shed in the dark, Hidden away in the privacy of my own thoughts, Because of no courage to speak of my pain. And it hurts to know that I'll never be the same, Knowing I'll never be the g...

MY STRUGGLE

*CHOICES* Life is full of many choices, What you choose to see, Determines how far you are ready to go. Sometimes you don't need to make a choice, As lot of options are waiting for you. In whatever ways, Always hope for the best. Many are struggling because of a wrong choice While, some are happy Because of the right choice. The platform might be given but, Make sure you prepare for the stage "I see people laughing and joking all around, but on my face there is no smile; instead there is a frown. I don't know how to laugh anymore; instead I cry, and I never stop to ask myself, "Why?" Bintu said Dear Sister, I heard we live and die by the choices we make, and there's only so much a person can take. So just remember life goes on and it hurts when someone leaves and is gone. So always remember, keep your head up, because another door is opened every time one is shut. Don't give up! It might take year but keep pushing. I love you! *Alokan Temilade Victoria* *...

MY STRUGGLE

*I AM SICK AND TIRED* Have you heard? Oh, I know you have... Sin kills, Kill the Soul and spirits Kills your mindset Rub you of your identity and your entitlement I’m sick and tired of every killer taking away another’s last breath. I’m sick of sexual orientation, I’m tired of alternative lifestyles I’m sick and tired of being told I’m a too religious because of my standard  I’m sick of the pornography, I’m tired of the sexual deviant I’m sick and tired of the courts being progressively lenient. I’m sick of all the abortions, I’m tired of the slaughter of innocent souls I’m sick and tired of killing God’s future sons and daughters. Lord,  I am sick and I am tired, of sin of every single kind but, mostly I’m sick about . . . what Satan’s done to man’s mind! Folu said as she paused Dear Sisters, There is immorality, of every type and kind with new identities for people to find. Devil doesn't have any work than to destroy, kill and steal. The hatred is real, gone is brotherly lov...

MY STRUGGLE

*I AM ALSO ABLE* These are the words I scream everything I see people looking down at me...."l am also able" Why can't people just look beyond  I’m disabled not foolish I 'm disabled, Not Stupid Some people can be so ignorant I know they're not to be blamed They see me in my wheelchair And say “Aw, isn't it a shame”? Some even make it too obvious by point and staring... “Hello, I’m fine” Just because I am disabled, Don't mean my brain is disabled. I know there are many thing you do but I can also do it in my own way I'd like to go on holidays But I stay at home instead Because no matter where I go I will still need an assistance  I am sick and tired of the trauma I go through everyday It's annoying even the people you think you trust, Still say shit behind me It's not my fault I was born this way. Everyday I wish I wish can do things normally and not, Differently... My legs may no longer work But my brain power is perfect So next time you see m...

MY STRUGGLE

*THIS IS NOT ME* Sometimes I wish that you could see the real me The scared girl inside of me. I'm not really who you think I am I'm not tough, strong, or mean. That isn't me. This isn't the real me. I fight every day just to reveal it, Yet cry at night. No one can see through My false identity, isn't glaring. Yet, I don't know what to do  I've been hurt, As you can see, So I created A fake me. No one ever tries To get through my shield. All I want to be is me. How do I show, What I've kept hidden for years? How do I show All the silent fears? What would you think If I showed you me? What would you say Without my false identity? Remi said  Dear Sisters, Many people are like Remi, living a life that isn't for them. Living in fear. Wearing a skin that isn't theirs. Yet, they don't know how to pull it off because people are use to their old skin. There's no joy hiding behind your fear *Psalm 56:3*. When you are afraid, put your trust in Him....

MY STRUGGLE

*I AM NOT THERE YET* I need help I don't think I can continue anymore I am tired of everything I am not who I look like I am far behind what I do I feel I am stagnant but yet, I don't look like it I am just a media influencer I am not a life influencer I am a status motivator I am not a life motivator I am active in helping people life medially but, I am not active in my relationship with my Maker. I am tired of living a real life socially and yet, My life isn't progressing. I need help I am tired of being active on social media yet, My life isn't active with the move of God My relationship with Him, Isn't the same I am behind the plans of God I want to go back and stop living a life that looks real on media" Tinuke said and gave a huge sigh Dear Sisters, We need to check ourselves daily and Monthly. What's going on with you? A lot of people are okay looking real on social media yet, you needed revival behind the Media. It's not a must you do something ...

MY STRUGGLE

*FINDING HOPE* "I've always viewed life from the side lines, Just watching it passing me by. Also, too afraid to just let go and live, And lately too tired to try something new. I have envied the people around me. Their progress and consistency So invested in living each day, While I spent my time hiding out from the world And searching for ways to escape my belittling thoughts. For most of my life I truly believed I was here to help somebody else, But now it's so clear it was just an excuse. To avoid living life for myself. It's sad that the pain we endure, Can weaken our strength to move on, But if we get lost in the scars of our past, Without knowing our lives will be gone. It's true, people are disappointing, But we can't avoid hurting each other, When we all want a chance at this life. But there's something I've learned, A truth about all of our lives, And that is no matter what path we take, In the end, we just want to survive and met needs" ...

MY STRUGGLE

*LOST IN MY LOVE* I gave all my love to him, but what did I get in return?    A broken heart. I gave him my heart, and he stomped on it like a mat. I gave him my time and he took advantage of my heart and played with my emotions. I gave him all the trust, but he misused it. I gave him the benefit of the doubt, and he proved everyone right. I gave you my soul and he killed me day by day. I want to pull my heart and tear it piece by piece so I no longer love him. I want to lose my memory so I no longer think of him. I want to go so far so I no longer have to access to see him.  I want to cry, but I no longer have any more tears to fall down I want to sleep, but my dreams are haunted by him been there I can't seem to find a way out. What do I do? How do I get out of this mess? How do I stop this misery? How do I solve this mystery? I can't seem to find anyone to make me feel the way he do, The way he looks at me, The way he calls my name, The sound of his voice when he tells...