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Ashley Gonzalez, Contributor

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Victims from their own flesh, failure to protect, choice to neglect, never an option to forget, “why do you do this,” you say? Why check if they are okay? Why even bother acknowledging that it’s their minds that they have to chase? Fools in life we all make, sacrifices we have to take, lives that are at stake, relationships we have to break, tears flowing in unison with the current of your lake, and for what? So that the other could take advantage of your action? And for what? So that the other could get that satisfaction? Here’s the thing though, they won’t, they made jokes towards you but look around you, who’s clapping? Which audience? They look at you just to make a profit, you fought  it, caught it, destroyed it, then later on taught it. Taught yourself the reward you truly deserve after all the battles, after all the chatter, after all the scattered pieces thrown, alone, shown that they’ll never find you, their home, they keep throwing stone to the open creative mind that they say is hard to find, but just look through the layer of rock that others have made for them, look through all the solid ice cubes of their tears, look at all the damage that has been done throughout the years – you can’t. There’s barriers, stand up and do them a favor, there’s more than one problem in the world, some experience all the flavors, depression, triple thinking, mixed behaviors, confidence shrinking, sinking down to the same level of pity from others, our sorrows that also procrastinate, something’s wrong, let’s fix the problem, nah maybe tomorrow, feelings that are mutual and have borrowed, transferred from one to the other, you’ve been through the same things yourself, you need warmth, can’t tell others when you should is a hard pill to swallow, negative thoughts we follow, but when the beautiful images of life is shown, all brows furrow. Realize that the mind and eyes that have given you the darkest of nights, are the same pair that can lead you and give you light. Our brain is a maze that we don’t even know our way through, make it through, zoom out, coordinate, you CAN make it through, zoom out, ignore the hate, you WILL make it through, zoom out, you’re doing great, baby steps, you already made it through, if there’s no one else there to say these words, well guess what? I’m here and I’m saying I’m proud of YOU, realize the truth, realize YOUR truth. Out of all the bullying that there is, there’s one that exists that makes the worst damage, yourself. Don’t minimize your mind, that’s your wealth, don’t stop your voice, that’s your stealth, DO keep fluttering that strong iron string of yours, DO keep chirping for all your “lovable” peers, DO more than you ever could, you’ll look back and say “I wish I would,” don’t be one of those who stands and watch themselves or others deteriorate, be the one that knows there’s an option to reverse that admirable hate, for relations we wish for there to be an expiration date, for intertwined paths we wish for them to be a piece of cake…but no,…listen, all of this links to mentally, which then links to how you control your reality, which then goes to the option of killing or living your insanity…people cease to realize that words and punches can make one sleep deprived, from the restless nights of your mind twirling in your head space, to the thousands of others that can relate, to the hundreds of others that are eating them from the same plate. We share connections, we link, we come from the same flesh and blood, skin and bone, all have the same desire to stay safe at home, leave them alone, never do….they have a family to come back to, a friend to come back to, a soul to reattach to and much more, give it time, what a bore, let it chime in whenever, acting like it’s a chore, here we are in our journey called life, dare to take a detour? You are the lucky bunch that made it through, you are the blessed ones to even be here, hint the clue, just think about it, you are here…you are here….you are here…and I just want to thank every single individual here in front me for not asking the lord “take my life please.” I have lost members for this cause, I am a living experience of dread, people chirp all about it, go ahead and go on Twitter, make a thread, because that’s what society has become, taking pictures and videos of the bodies that didn’t make it through…and then there’s me and you…God bless every one of you for being here, you have made it through the stages of fear, you deserve more than just a congratulations…realize you made it, realize you didn’t fake it, realize you’re real along side with all the emotions that we feel, realize your worth, along side with all the lost ones that didn’t make it through their hurt, realize you’re here, and that’s the biggest accomplishment through the opaque filter of society, just to make it clear…I breakdown, you breakdown, we all breakdown, we are human, but with different flavored tears….

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