This is an open collaborative collection of poetry about being strong when the seas are high and the skies are heavy and grey.

Please feel free to add your poems/thoughts/musings, there aren't any rules because when storms hit the only way to deal with them is to put on YOUR armor, the stuff YOU made from YOUR soul. People can help and advise us but at the end of the day, they can't make the storms go away. WE on the other hand can conquer them, if we're brave and strong and fight our way back to happiness.

Get writing, guys!




- I'll see you at the end of the storms.

The End

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