Brave
Hiding from the screams of the past, fighting the consequences of the future, I just can't remember when i stopped living my present.
The same story lived by many. A less motivation but a lot scary. Gone with the ashes of the unforgettable past. Which is too dead to affect us anymore but too alive to haunt us.
The ocean on the coast, filling and emptying it all at once. Moving on is not an option. Learning is the choice.
Brave is what we have to be, learn to live with scars we got.
Fear is what we are, from the past that is long gone.
Look at the scars one last time, to remember whatever is lost has never been mine.



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