In the rebirth of my true self
Tragedies were in action
I heard the laughter of the reaper "death."
I denied his satisfaction to fight for my sol in pointless game.
I walked away
The sun shined.

My rebirth laid to rest the worst and most darkest part of me.
The day became my true and souls earned holiday.

Patience is tough when I still see the light at the end of this "struggle" as I cross it's bridge to victory.

Each time o stop , relax, and enjoy the company and scenery.
"Heaven can wait" are our thoughts
Sweetly enjoying my "soul holiday."