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.