Maybe this will destroy me and perhaps somethings aren't meant to get better. The summers coming along once again, its burning skin and its welcoming. I never wanted to experience any of this, it feels as if winter is going to last year round and i have no escape in sight, Im falling victim to a rescue turned prison, i can finally see myself getting stronger, a sense of accomplishment i never believed was closer then it was farther. Ive felt lonely these past few months and ive fell farther then i couldve known. The silence echos and the waters are running, the rivers begin flooding the riverbanks of a new found innocence i was told to believe was lost long ago. But here i stand at the edge of my 23rd birthday, still unsure but somehow not so unhappy, i wish i had some sort of reasoning to explain all of this, but perhaps things arent meant to rhyme all the time, they just do and when they dont its nobody's fault not even your own. Because the world is a beautiful place and im no longer afraid, im trying hard to stay above water, im trying even harder to breath, im trying hard to see everything clearly. But im getting there, believe me.