DREAMSTAR WRITES

I will walk through that same street Where darkness, pain and tears reside Not as the girl who hid behind her fears but as the girl He whispered into her ears That very day she just thought, "Maybe I didn't deserve the trophy" "You do darling daughter", He said Just not the kind you so madly want Why would you choose the silver-crown When you can have the golden crown Your feet are worn, but you have won Reach out, for what is yours I'll walk through that same street With the armory He gave me Fear not, for I am with you I'll strengthen you,  The thorns may Pierce you, But you will not be destroyed Darkness will find you But you will not get lost The pain maybe excruciating But you will not break a bone I'll walk through that same street Not as the girl who hid behind her fears but as the girl He brought out of slavery When she wondered how She could get away with the chains Then he said, "Why would you get away With the chains, When you can wal...

We have all come from a point of giving up to standing on our feet again. At such a point, all you want is hope, hope that things will be better or will get better with time. Hope that the low you got was the lowest you could ever get and that where you are is forward ever backward never. But hey! What if that was just but the beginning? What if whilst healing from the later blow comes the raging storm? The waters rising to your neck, the ground you're standing too hot, the wall before you too high to climb, and you are too frail to take action? look, it's okay to feel weak. it's okay to get tired. It's even okay to get angry but you know what, it's not okay to give up. You can call me a survivor of the storm though trust me, that's not the most appropriate word you could use, for me and for you who has been through another hell when you thought it was over. Having dumped 2020 came 2021 and who is not hoping for the better? Who's not strategizing on making a...