Life's Hurricane
The pain was mind blowing powerful every time it hit. It knocked me down further than before. The winds were so strong it blew me back to where I came from, and the water drowned every part of my soul, mind and thoughts. Damage within my heart would take years to fix, along with many other broken things. My heart ended up on life support as it fought for the life that was within; the pain I once felt after life’s hurricane no longer existed as there was no beat or feeling! It was numb to anything and everything that life had thrown at me. Pain was just a tool and skill that was used in the eye of the hurricane. It takes a while after a hurricane to rebuild what was broken; walls were put up stronger than before as well as escape routes before the hurricane hits. The pain of life’s hurricane will never happen again!
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