Move or Break

Oh. Oh. Oh, Yeah. I know what the floor feels like. I've been there longer than I want to say. The walls don't talk back. The silence does, And it says things you don't want to hear. But something in me Never fully let go, even when I wanted to. That something Is still here. That something Is you. You can sit with the pain, or you can Walk through it. Both hurt, But only one moves you forward. Move or break. The world won't pause. Move or break. But you were made for more than the floor. Feel that deep in your chest. That's not the end. That's you waking up. I've Seen people give up On a Tuesday afternoon. No drama, no final words, Just quiet surrender. I've also seen people stand up from nothing with Shaking hands and keep going. The only difference was a decision Nobody else could make. That decision is still here. That decision Is yours. You can sit with the pain, or you can Walk through it. Both hurt, But only one moves you forward. Move or break. The world won't pause. Move or break. But you were made for more than the floor. Feel that deep in your chest. That's not the end. That's you Waking up. This Is not a speech. This is not motivation. This is just the truth. Life moves with or without your permission. So move with it. Cry if you have to. Shake if you have to. But move. Move or break. Move or break. Move or break. You already know Which one you choose.