Those Nights in Unafraid
- Oct. 25, 2021, 11:02 p.m.
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“I’m not scared to die…”
”…I’m a little bit scared of what comes after.”
I’m tired of living like this. Every step forward is a marathon. Every inch gained is a gallon of blood, and I feel dry. I’m dry. I don’t have anything else to give.
But I have to give more.
My goals are yet to be realized. This isn’t the time to stop. It’s the time to keep going. But, still… Some nights are harder than others.
Maybe I’ll just rest for awhile. Just a little while. We can afford that, can’t we?
Can’t we?
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