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The War Will Be Won

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Published: June 20, 2018
The War Will Be Won

I taught myself
To see my depression
From the outside.
It is necessary for survival.
Imagining that I am separate
From that "voice".
That voice that is full of trickery.
That persists,
trying to cause my demise.
But there is a fire within
And I must attend to it.
I must fight.
I may lose a battle,
But I refuse to lose the war.
I've made my armour
These many years.
It is beaten up
But still protects me.
I gave up once.
Never will I give up again.
I will not make the suffering
Be for naught.
I deserve better
Than to become a statistic.
I am more than a number.
I have a face.
A face which contorts
Under the pressure
With lines of miles
Reflecting the journey.
I will take the beatings.
I will force myself to get up again.

NoExit cjh18.
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ClairesDreams|Hobbyist General Artist
Dear, I know very well this fight, believe me! Never give up! :clap: :hug:
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cjheery|Professional Traditional Artist
Thank you! You too!
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TheLunaLily|Hobbyist Writer
That’s good, CJ. Never never ever give up!
:heart: :hug: :heart:
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cjheery|Professional Traditional Artist
Thanks. 
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TheLunaLily|Hobbyist Writer
You’re welcome!
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