Fighting with yourself!!!



Life is a battle we fight every day… sometimes we are fighting ourselves…
Fighting not to be lazy, because you hear that voice telling you, you can’t.
You will believe it because it is your inner voice that speaking to you. You have to listen to it…
Wait minutes, no you don’t…
You can’t allow those heavy clouds to takes over your path to greatness…
What is that you might ask, the idea you might change someone life…
You won’t know if you don’t fight to be the best version of yourself…


The Break of Dawn!!!

Dreams don’t come true overnight…

_____Every second is leading to the daylight!!!! Don’t doubt tomorrow, because it is another second away!!!

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I don’t make mistake, not because I’m perfect.
I take everything that happened in my life as a lesson.
I learn and hopefully, I have grown from the things that didn’t hold me back.
So next time life throws me a curve ball, I will remember these words.
I won’t allow myself to crumble; I will pick myself up before I have a chance to hit the ground.
The road ahead is full with bumps, I’m preparing for the storm and I won’t hide because the thunder doesn’t sound pleasant.
My darkest day will be my motivation, yes there has to be something better ahead.
I can’t imagine life choking me any tighter!!!

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Silence is our weakness; it can eat us alive, taking our power away. When you finally have the courage to speak; that’s a weapon on it’s own…. Today I decides to free myself from the thing that had push me against the wall. I won’t stop talking until I have your attention; then again it was my decision to stayed voiceless.

I allowed the unknown to define the steps I took. Afraid of being judge; not seeing the pain I was causing myself. Tick, tock; days turn to months and months become years. I realize holding back kept me frozen in the spot; the only way to fully bloom, is to live freely. I’m taking this weapon of mine and start to slay the monsters that will dare to keep me silent. Then again these wrinkle aren’t worth it!!!!


Every day is unknown; that is the mystery of the thing we call life.

Every day is another thought, another word, another sentence.
Every day is another heartbreak turning into tears.
Every day is another puzzle we try to piece together.
Every day is another birth we need to celebrate.

Every day is another lesson of life we are force to learn.

Every day is another fight that isn’t worth fighting.

Every day is another battle that we need to come up on top.

Every day is another bombshell we need to worry about.

Every day is another body count we need to add up.

Every day is another death we have to mourn.

Every day is another sad song we need to stop listening too.
Every day it is just the same day with different events.

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Let’s not assume…

Let’s talk… everything is not fine; I won’t and will not pretend.

Let’s not wait… our passion is dying; the things that use to make me wonder are being lost.

Let’s fix it… we can’t allow our problems to build up; we need to do something before it’s too late.

Let’s think…what is the difference between then and now; we are falling apart and you don’t seem to care.

Let’s stop… we are building up our emotions inside hoping the problem will fix itself.

Let’s work… we need to figure out the problem and work on it!!! It’s good for you and me!

Let’s not fight… we need to appreciate this moment we are creating or end it now before we lose our identity.

Let’s start over… hi my name is, it’s nice to meet you.


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Nameless, Faceless, Numbness

I’m proud to tell you where I’m from, what I stand for, and the honors that hang on my wall. I have acknowledged those people that show me their gratitude. I find myself sitting alone questioning my attentions; did I do it for the praise, for the sympathy, or maybe life pushes me toward that direction? The sacrifice that I made wasn’t only for me, but everyone else benefits. I appreciate the applause, I won’t take it lightly. Others would have loved to share this moment with me. These souls used to be a friend of mine; ones that I laughed with but witness them disappeared right before my eyes. I watched their family break into tears when they realize their wishes weren’t granted. Here I stand motionless after the storm questioning the motives. Why; that is a question I won’t get a real answer for. Truth to be told it doesn’t exist; that is the conclusion I came up with. After all, the monster we created is an excuse we used to keep feeding the earth unnecessary blood….

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The seed that was planted

My youth days have come to a closing stage. The fairy tales I was taught is nothing more but that. I used to be care free about the future, now I’m curious what is hiding behind the curtains. I used to see good in people; now I wonder if that was my own illusion. I’ve tried to look at the evidence; perceive it in both sides. I come to the conclusion some people only care about the things that apply to them. I’ve tried to calm my nerves down, not being mad about the little things. Somehow those little things add up to bigger ones. I’ve tried to isolate my anger. How can I? In the other hand, I can’t be the monster my enemies envisioned me to be. This can’t be the end game, but it is the end game. I can’t be angry at a child that has no sense of their wrong doing. I can’t scream at a deaf person; which only makes me look crazy. I’m refusing to push a stand still tree; at least that’s what my common sense is telling me.

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