In a beat of the heart

nothing could aptly describe. no one can rightly challenge. no soul could seemly defy. welcome to my world. where i make the rules and you stick by them.

About Me

Standing by, All the way. Here to help you through your day. Holding you up, When you are weak, Helping you find what it is you seek. Catching your tears, When you cry. Pulling you through when the tide is high. Absorbing your voice When you talk. Standing by when you learn to walk. Just being there, Through thick and thin, All just to say, you are my friend.

Monday, June 13, 2005

Pain.

I can barely bend my arms. My fingers are not functioning very well. They are sore and tired. BUt i love the pain
when i was at the first 50 push ups, i feel hyped. I began to shout out the counting. at 100 the pain was searing. but memories came flooding back. I love the pain. I want to become stronger. at 150, I just kept doing and shouting and feeling the pain.
Pain pain pain, thanks for the pain, pain reminds me I am still human. I will not give up the pain.
It helped me forget temporarily the heart pain that I was having.. and now it is back
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