Starting is the hardest part.
Just write. Words, strung together in coherent sequence.
Rip it out. Lay it down.
It doesn’t matter how bad it hurts. It’s better that way.
Let them see your dirt. Your scars. Your heart.
What doesn’t kill you ... only makes you stronger.
Count the breaths. They are proof you are alive.
And if you can, sing it loud.
Say anything you feel with conviction to anyone who will listen.
That is redemption.
Momentary.
Permanent.
Done.
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