Third Time's The Charm

Three times I felt like I needed to end my life.

Three times I felt like I couldn't keep going.

Three times I felt flawed.

 

Three times I looked myself in the eyes and found enough fire to keep fighting.

Three times I looked over my life and thought of all the amazing things I have done.

Three times I felt flawless.

 

A superstitious person might tell you that bad luck comes in threes.

I can tell you the opposite.

After each time I attempted to end my life, I became something. 

 

I became a survivor. 

I became stronger and stronger with each attempt.

I became flawless.

 

Each survival was a fresh start.

I had been given another chance to change my life.

I could be flawless once again.

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