when you are beat down and so very strangled
you tend to doubt yourself and many of your instincts
there are people in this world
who are born in suffocation
and never have a time without pressure always on
and applied hard
it creates a sort of simple torture
an aching process
that can cause enough questioning
which can hold down the growth of a human spirit
and they feel it the most
those buildings still stand up
no matter how hollow they are on the inside
and the people who live inside
are in a very similar situation
everyone gets broken in thier life
in some kind of way
but when these hard times come rolling
there are the ones who are broken
and ones that break back
if the toughness doesnt come through the fire then
it dies there
and then the timer starts

About jaybeasley2

a writer, a painter, a poet, a wordsmith
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