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The darkness,  the emptiness, the void
It's like it chokes you
Like you're breathing your last breath
Over and over again.

Sometimes it's like you're floating
Like you're looking at yourself,
Being alive but not living
Merely existing

Then you start to wonder
If you actually are
If you mean something
If you matter

Don't let it become who you are
Time, is precious
Ever notice how we can buy everything including oxygen, but we can't buy time

It's not enough to "merely exist"
We have to live
It's not enough to just survive
We have to be alive

We all want eternal life
The "God glow"
So much so that we carry bibles
Wear the finest outfits and go to church on Sunday

But yet we are still empty
Feeling the darkness and feeling the void
Existing, surviving
On mere fumes

Love him like you're going to loose him
Is all he asks
Something that's so small it's barely anything

Preachers and prophets come,
They say to bring millions and we do
But God asks that you give him your time
Times everything but costs nothing.

Give that and,
God picks you up
He shakes you down
He turns you from the inside out

Truth be told
The darkness we dread
The one that overwhelms us
That void, emptiness is the absence of God.





Hey guys, so a lot of people in my dm kept asking for more poetry, well here it is. 
Lately I've been struggling, oh God I've been struggling ๐Ÿ˜‚. I had nothing to write about, nothing to post really, I had a few stuff on my drafts but then none of them gave me goosebumps like it should have. Writers block fammm

I tried music, exercise, walks, nothing worked. So last night I did something that is seemingly obvious I mean "why didn't I do it since and all". I prayed, now this prayer thing is no joke, usually when I write I feel so insecure about it ๐Ÿ˜‚ I hope and hope I get reads and all and I forget why I started this thing in the first place, to change something in the world. 

I feel this poem is one of those ones that I had already written in my head but not written down. So this morning, pen, paper, and I was off. 

Well thank you guys for reading again the buzz on this makes me smile all the time, everytime I see my reads I'm overwhelmed cause I'm actually changing people's lives ๐Ÿ˜‚
Anyways the gram is @violetreduxblog follow, dm, etc 
Also share this with your friends and dm me if you write poetry, I would love to read and feature you sometime. 

PS everything I learn or talk about I learn and I'm still learning everyday, it's not too early to start.
Bye guys ๐Ÿ’–๐Ÿ’–๐Ÿ’–๐Ÿ’–

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  1. ๐Ÿ˜ญ๐Ÿ˜ญ๐Ÿ˜ญ๐Ÿ˜ญ๐Ÿ˜ญ๐Ÿ˜ญ๐Ÿ’–๐Ÿ’–๐Ÿ’–๐Ÿ’–this is ...... .whoooosh

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  2. Lots of ideas come to people everyday. But it's hard to find that one person that would actually have the nerve to put it down and share with others. I'm proud of you yo! I really respect and appreciate what you do. Keep shining! ๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜

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    1. Thank you b๐Ÿ’–๐Ÿ’–๐Ÿ’–๐Ÿ’–๐Ÿ’–

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    1. Cheee thanks ๐Ÿ’—๐Ÿ’—๐Ÿ’—๐Ÿ’–๐Ÿ’–๐Ÿ’–

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  4. Really love this Mia.. Keep it flowing and keep me posted

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