One minute you’re indulging in life’s empty promises, full of light with a touch a glow; and suddenly, you’ve been consumed by the paradox of your own mind; crumbling; deteriorating; without a trace, you’re dying.
You are the creator of your own story, the writer of your own path. Nobody can take this road for you, as this is your journey. This is your destination.
I will no longer let you burn the flames that rages inside my soul. It craves success, it craves accomplishment and it craves to forget your existence.