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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