I've visited the deepest and darkest place in my tortured soul. A place of fear, relentless self destruction, and worthlessness. I'm searching through the depths of pain, shedding emotionless tears. A journey often referred to as self discovery, a epic saga that changes daily, and is the path that leads to not what I see each day in the mirror but to the person I am.
This is a time in which can be rejoiced as each painful and heart breaking moment is a step in the direction of a light being shown through the darkened skies. The only difference in this seemingly pointless journey is that the flashlight is no longer held by a faceless stranger but by my own hand. Visions and nightmares through my on eyes, looking at my soul, damaged, beaten, and bruised yet still my own. The challenge is reminding myself that while at first glance it feels and appears lifeless, that it has simply been awaiting its opportunity to flourish and accept life as a gift instead of a prison sentence.
It is time for life to not be so hard. I only have one and therefore, I intend to live this one to the fullest.
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