
Category : Poems
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I made a conscious choice to not feel broken anymore.
I want to breathe. I want the words of forgiveness to come visit me. I want to move past where my feet were stuck, break down the wall I built up, and free myself from the chains that held me down.
I made a conscious choice to not feel broken any longer.
I want to be free. I want to wake up with happiness laying on top of me. When I put pen to paper I want the words to pour out easily. I am tired of living as a half empty cup. I want to grab hold of life and stand straight up.
I made a conscious choice to stop swimming in my tears and pack away my fragility. Feeling broken is no longer an option.
Yes, I made a conscious choice to speak my voice. I've said my piece, I've slammed the door.
Now, broken doesn't live in me anymore.