Tag: STORIES
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“We Survived What Was Meant to Destroy Us”
By Walking Shadow Poetry Life doesn’t always send warnings before it breaks us. Some of us have walked through seasons that nearly destroyed everything inside yet here we are. Still breathing. Still building. Still becoming. This piece is a reflection, not just of pain, but of the quiet strength it takes to keep going when…
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A Working Mom’s Silent Pain.
I still remember the way you called me out,Right there in the hallway, no warning, no doubt.My daughter’s tiny fingers curled tight in my hand,And there you were, like a storm, taking a stand. You pointed at the file I misplaced last week,Your voice raised high; even so, my strength felt weak.You didn’t ask if…
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Art Saved Me When Words Couldn’t. This is my story.
Every artist has a story,Not just colors on a canvas,But reasons behind every shade they choose.Not just rhythms in a rhyme,But echoes of battles they rarely speak of. Because behind every masterpiece,There’s a mess no one sees.And behind every performance,There’s a pain someone had to survive. You may admire the art,but do you also feel…
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When Your Heart Is a Service Line.
I’ve always been that person,The one who drops everything.Whether it’s mid-meal, mid-prayer, or mid-plan,I just show up. No questions asked.No delays.Just a simple, “Where are you?” and I’m already halfway there. At times, I’ve cancelled dreams for people.Other times, I rescheduled peace.Even more often, I paused my own healing.Why? Because someone needed me,and somehow, that…
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Why Every Student Deserves to Be Seen Spoken Word
He sat in the back.Not because he liked it there…But because it hurt less to be ignoredThan to be noticed and torn apart. They called him slow.Said he was a waste of chalk,A sentence that couldn’t end,A question mark that never made sense.So they punished himFor not being what they expected.For being a whisper in…
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“I Almost Lost Everything to Alcohol — Until God Stepped In”
There was a time I couldn’t stop.I told myself “just one last drop.”But one turned into two, then more,And soon I couldn’t find the door. At first, I drank to ease the pain,To feel some joy, to stop the rain.But after a while, I couldn’t lie,The drink became my reason why. It took my time,…
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When You Change the Way You Look
When you change the way you look at things,the things you are looking at begin to transform,not because the world itself suddenly rearranges,but because your eyes, your heart, your mindare suddenly awake to new possibilities. Think about it,how many times have you walked past a tree,so familiar, so ordinary,that you never truly saw it?But then…
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“You Don’t Need to Win Them Back—You Need to Free Yourself”
I used to believethat every ending needed a reason.At first,I thought pain had to teach me,that heartbreak was supposed to shape me,and maybe,if I changed enough,they’d come back. Eventually though,I realized not everything happens for a reason.Sometimes,things just happen.People drift apart.Words get lost.And slowly,hearts walk away,without maps,without warning,and without apology. Nevertheless,I kept searching for meaning.I…
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Life without you has not been easy.
We didn’t plan to fall apart.At first, it was small,a word,a glance,a moment where we misunderstood each other. Gradually, silence grewwhere love once lived out loud.You thought I didn’t care.Meanwhile, I believed I was right.However, the truth was simpler:we both hurt,but neither of us said it out loud. I kept replaying our last conversation,not to…