Selection 6

It is easy to find an ointment for your pain, but hope is the thing that keeps you alive... A person can be very good for you... It can make you forget everything... It can make you happy and destroy you. You, the person reading this article. Yes, you. You came to this day with your feelings and feelings. With the Good or the Bad. With Bitter and Sweet. You came barefooted in the rain, staggering. But you came here with your head held high every time. You came here with this burden you carry on your shoulders. You came with the compassion inside, with the love in your heart, with the hidden goodness of your conscience, without forgetting what was done. With Your Knees Injured In Blood From Falling To The Ground Every Time. You came this far by loving the fish, listening to the birds, and following them. You came in the ear of folk songs. He Had Poems and Curses in His Mouth, You Came That Way. Knife And Dagger Marks On His Back With That Namert Pain On His Chest, With Your Loneliness. Here You Go Alone, You Came Here Alone. You Came Here To Scrape Your Wounds. You suppressed some, you bled, you didn't wipe your blood, you didn't erase your memories either. You couldn't delete it. That's How You Came Here. You came with a sigh of relief, not forgetting, and shame. You came with your embarrassment, your insecurity, your defeat. You are here today. Your Belief in Something Brought You Here, Your Disappointments That What You Believed Wasn't Actually. You Came Here With Your Downfall. You came with a wilted flower in your hand with pure feelings in your heart. You Came With Your Immaculate Humanity Despite Everything. You Came Believing That What You Experienced Will Be Worth Everything. You came with the hope of putting your feelings next to the sentences you said. You Came Breaking Your Own Word. You are here with everything. What is more precious than that. What could be more important than your memories and your humanity?