Night wanders into day
dew upon a grass bed
the sky shatters
into a million pieces
sunlight impaling
a shield of clouds
the air of warmth
fills the lungs of birds
with the song of joy
and my weary heart beats
in tune to their happiness
the ignite of will
to lift myself up
from between this rock and hard place
to soar as eagles do
higher than high
conquer life
Lately my reality has been a buzz **** to all my dreams. I find myself fighting hard everyday not to slip back into the prison that is depression and anxiety, but to remain free. Sometimes all hope seems far and in between, but still I rise. Not of my own strength but that of God's. To Him I owe the greatest thanks and to that of my family and friends, as well as the beautiful souls who read my heart's words and return kindness, lend support(my insta and twitter followers), and last but not least, of self; all refusing to let me give up but pushing me to survive.