Writing and Photography by Jeff E. Brown

Life is a storm.

Turbulent-anxiety and dread given form.

You tried so hard

But could never let down your guard.

Defenses learned from the wounds you can’t hide

Even though they’re swallowed deep inside.

You struggle to grow

Latching on to the strength you show

Just by getting out of bed,

Letting the bastards know that you’re not dead.

Time tells the final story:

Whether you’ll end in despair or rise to glory.

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