Breath of Today
I am the owner of my own story
An open wound, in the middle of the heart,
A little blood, which cannot stop flowing.
Without knowing the reason, I keep breathing for today.
In the depths of my being, aching and raw,
The wound remains, a reminder of past scars.
Yet, I choose to embrace the pain, to feel alive,
For it is in this vulnerability that true strength thrives.
The crimson drops, like teardrops of the soul,
Stain the fabric of my existence, leaving their mark.
But with every beat, every breath, I persist,
Navigating the unknown, fueled by a yearning to exist.
In the face of uncertainty, I find solace in the present,
For it is here, in this fleeting moment, I find my essence.
With each inhale, I gather courage to face the unknown,
To let go of the past and let my spirit be flown.
The reason may elude me, hidden in shadows,
But I choose to embrace the mystery that follows.
For life’s riddles cannot be unraveled all at once,
And in the dance of uncertainty, I find my stance.
So I breathe, I live, I dare to feel the pain,
Knowing that wounds may heal, but leave a stain.
I embrace the enigma, the beauty in the unknown,
For it is in this journey that my spirit has grown.
An open wound, a reminder of life’s art,
A little blood, a testament to a resilient heart.
Without knowing the reason, I breathe and I strive,
Embracing the present, where my dreams come alive.
In this breath of today, I find my strength,
In the face of the unknown, I go to any length.
For the wound may be open, but I am not defined,
I am the storyteller, and this journey is mine.
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