~November Fifth~



Remembering the battle I fought so hard… it was a different kind of battle… it was a battle between life and death, faith and doubt, hope and despair, love and resentment. It was far from the battle of many ordinary people. It was a fight for freedom… to liberate myself from darkness that almost killed the cells in my body… It was a fight for love… to pierce my heart that was shrouded in fear, it was a fight for hope… to uncover every doubt playing in my thoughts…it was a fight for life… to reveal the secrets of death. Remembering the days when breathing was not free for me, when every air I breathe costs more than my salary. Remembering the days when smile is akin to cure. Every cheer is equivalent to a vial injected to my veins. Remembering the days when love and comfort from my…

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About Jonathan Caswell

Mr. Caswell has been composing poetry at least since High School. He has been on WORD PRESS for ten years and contributes to two other blogs beside this one. This blog has a Christian emphasis but all bloggers are welcome. Mr. Caswell chooses to---with permission--re[post material of interest

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