Wednesday, September 16, 2015

fight. fighting. fought.

You work so hard, 
just to end up at home 
crying yourself to sleep; 

remember you're trying, 
you are moving mountains 
that have plagued you 
since you were young.

Keep fighting,
fight until you have won.

Fight until you have 
found your way home, until
the sun comes back and 
your heart learns to 
love the mornings again.

- poemsporn_via tblaberge (Instagram) - 


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