Survival means
Breathing dust made of glass
Heartache like stickpins
Racing through veins
It means sucking up lava
And spitting out shards of ice
It’s walking on rusty nails
And bleeding out your disease
It’s burdening cancerous boils
Of sadness and despair
As love works it’s magic
Making all the hard stuff
Worth the surviving
HASTYWORDS 
The saying goes;
A definition of
True endurance
Being enduring
The unendurable
How is that possible?
Another poet said
“Love’s the only engine of survival”
Ah! There’s the answer
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Reblogged this on cabbagesandkings524 and commented:
HASTY – The only engine
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GREAT WORK!
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Reblogged this on By the Mighty Mumford and commented:
ALL WORTH THE SURVIVING!
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Love. It gets us through the hard stuff. Thanks for sharing this.
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