I know death, I've tasted death, that duldrum I thought once to be life, turned out to be death. I walked in the darkness, without direction, drinking my life away. I had no purpose and wanted to kiss deaths' lips, to taste everlasting darkness for my own. I thought I was living life, but life was only passing me by, as I fear it does to this day on occassion, when I can't see past the end of my own nose. Death comes in many shapes and forms, and has many names, and death will meet his own demise, in his own time on his own terms. I am no longer your scapegoat, nor have I ever truly been.
Life...I am living life for I am in it, right here, right now. I have a mind of my own, and am able to express myself freely and openly without reservation. I don't hesitate to tell you constantly how you have changed my life, my world for that matter. All that I have all that I possess, is nothing in comparison to the love that has healed this sick and suffering soul. I had no soul, I was empty, I hated, I didn't know what love was. Then, suddenly, I opened one eye and peered into a crowded room and saw, for the first time in my life I was able to see, without restrictions, I knew without a single doubtful thought passing through my mind that I would grow to love you, like none other has ever loved. I am loving life, with all of it's struggles and each mountain I ascend towards I know that on the other side you will be there.
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