LaSoaphia QuXazs

(1934 / Budapest, Hungary, living in the USA)

Let Go that Stress.


Relax, let go that pestering stress, forgive and forget
All who opposed you in the past and made you upset.
They are nothing, only the shadow of your own fear,
Do not give them power over you,
Eventually they will disappear.

It is not easy to let go your fear,
It tries to hunt you constantly, you must be brave like a bear.
Strive to find beauty and happiness in every moment,
Know that oppositions are just trials in life
They are never permanent.

Submitted: Sunday, May 01, 2011
Edited: Thursday, May 05, 2011

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  • * Sunprincess * (11/27/2012 6:59:00 AM)

    great message..believe this one would benefit alot of young people..especially like this line :)
    Eventually they will disappear. (Report) Reply

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