Peoples voices are the creation of the town we live in today. We only listen to the things we want to hear. The expanding and growth of a lie makes only the smallest yet spoken truth. We feed off of the weak to succeed in our own home but yet stay absent in their own eyes. It's more than fear that travels through small minds than what is in reality itself. It's a matter of distress that holds back given chances from a negligent or even diligent path and its shame when the act of judgement is the imagery in ones home. Allowing a door to close with lack of effort is a way cowardice seek courage from a distant window. When love meets the fulfillment of strength, it's nurtured through faith.

Written by Jessica Johnson
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22-25, F
Apr 4, 2015