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Ashes and Echoes

Rising through pain

By Rohitha LankaPublished about a year ago • 1 min read

Today, I looked back at my life.

There were many failures, mistakes, and sorrows.

I looked back at the places where my heart was hurt, and I cried.

I looked back at the places where

I gave my hand and got up.

I bit the hand that gave me food.

When my heart was hurt, there were more swollen places.

Those who were in the deepest part of my heart.

They touched my chest.

People who were once hidden and then disappeared were also there.

Those who took fire from under the water.

I saw them burning today.

In the most unbearable places,

There were places where my eyes turned red.

I felt even stronger than before. But I got up.

I knew that I had to go much further.

I learned how to smile through my tears from society.

Every moment of life. Sometimes we have to pick ourselves up just because of an experience...

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    Written by Rohitha Lanka