Never Give Up

I believe there is great strength in the ones who fight to not abandon. I think we all carry levels of pain. Some scars we can all easily see and help to care for and caress back to a version of functional health. Others are buried so deeply they’ll never be seen or fully understood. I find weakness in the ones that abandon. A selfishness that destroys itself in final completeness.

Poem-

Having framed my imagination
I dropped my will to succeed
Into a vase filled with water
Then placed flowers into the vase
Under my caged imagination
Hoping for the two to finally meet

-M. Taggart

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