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Hello and welcome to my site. Everyone faces depression at some point in their life. This is a collection of my poems and metaphors that helped lift me up from the depth of my own depression. I pray my words will help some of you cope and rise up to help others. Together the world can be a more pleasant place to live when we all care for each other. In an effort to help finance my writing career, and currently fix my vehicle as I am without one, I have decided to affiliate my website with a few shopping sites. Amazon and Target will pay me a small percentage of any order placed through these pages, so if you would like to help support my website or my writing career, please use my links to these premium stores. It cost no additional money on your part. Thank you so much if you do, or even if you don't. I really appreciate the visits to my blog. If you love my poems be sure to leave me a review on Amazon good reads as this will help me reach new people.To reach the other pages, topics, and poems click the view profile link under this for table of contents.

Hidden Beauty

Hidden Beauty
If you could see you through these eyes, perhaps you'd finally know,
that beauty seems to follow you most everywhere you go.
If you felt what’s in my heart, each time I hear your name,
You'd give up thoughts of hopelessness, and never feel the same.

You're so much more than what you see inside that troubled mind,
Just lift your chin, find your smile, and leave the doubt behind.
There's so much more than what you feel, of how you are perceived
You feel like you’re not good enough, it’s time that you believed.

Others look at you with love, admire all your traits,
So never doubt what you possess, cause you are truly great.
We are our own worst enemies, perhaps the harshest judge,
we always see our own flaws, yes somehow we hold that grudge.

We all strive for perfection and we want to be our best,
Sometimes it leaves us hurt and lost and feeling so distressed.
But trust that you have beauty and it shines in every way,
each time that you walk in the room, I see it every day.

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