Beaming Truth and Devouring Hope

Posted November 25, 2008

I am nothing more than the hand I've been dealt. While this may not be the case for most people, it has become my inconvenient truth in life. Not because I can't covercome it but because I won't allow myself to. Each day grows further into the same blurred obscurity. I know what I wake up to each day and that scares me more than if I were not to know. Instead of comforting guiding lights, voices of reason have become my long overgrown dread. I once forgot what it's like to feel, but if this is remembering, I'd rather not. Instead, make me a flower in bloom so tha tmy journey can start anew. I promise not to go astray, I promise to choose a path fit for the life I'm fighting for.