I woke up and that was half the battle.
I cried last night, I released.
I vented yesterday to my best friend, I exhaled.
Therapy today, I’m in my healing process.
Every day the sun doesn’t shine.
Some days are really dark.
I sit in silence for hours.
I find strength in the tears.
Purpose pumps my heart.
Every day I breathe, I am a survivor.
Written By: Marquisha Applewhite