ProblemsA Poem by ChaosxPaladinDaily Writing
Problems.
In waves they come, building up each and every day. Problems come in various sizes, from life threatening to simple scratches. Everyone experiences them. But problems are a cancer. They merely grow and grow and grow and grow and grow and grow and grow and grow and grow. Left unattended, even the smallest of problems can become a plague. It can instantly consume one's very will to see another day. It is the stone cold truth. One problem can only be traded for another. But it must be dealt with. Letting your problems build will only make you weak. Confronting them, overcoming them, can make you strong. There is no guarantee. But there's only one way to find out.
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