This poem was written during a period where I was facing health challenges and personal struggles where the fight between life and death was being tested. As I am still overcoming these challenges and struggles, I am now empowered with the belief in the unexpected for my true blessings to come forth.

Crying all day long, I stare.

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I stare at the wall, the window and into space,

As I wonder to myself asking how did I get to this place?

A place where life and death lies,

A place where hope is truly lost without care.

I feel empty inside and am drawing deeper into a pit of darkness and indeed have nothing to give,

Yet I must push forward and pull onward with the will to live.

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