A Letter

To the kid, whose

heart outweighs his sorrows;

to the kid who

remembers the nights long past,

when longing and sadness occupied his mind;

to the kid, whose

angst and pain

once ruled over him;

to the kid who knows what it is to hurt; to endure;

to the kid, whose dreams and ambitions seem larger than life;

to the kid who

would suffer long, grind hard,

push himself, at no means end,

would throw away favor with all thresholds,

would suffer through all the pain he felt before again,

just to have a chance at those dreams…

suffer on.

Endure the pain

push through the tears

embrace this path; the narrow, lonely path,

for it is only for you.

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