Let it fuel you, poem (227/365)

Let it fuel you
When she spits
in your face
And tells you
You’re nothing
Let it fuel you
When your voice
Don’t seem to reach
The shallowest of creatures
And it all just seems
Like a whisper
Let it fuel you
When forgiveness
Feels the furtherest
Thing and your
Sinking in the middle
Hold tight
While drowning
Breath and let it fuel you
To swim the ocean
Not stopping till sand
Shoving water away
Reach land with
Vengeance
Till all can be
Forgiven and calm
But till then
Let it fuel you

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