Moving on
my thoughts and me.
It's hard, so hard
making it,
      free and clear.
The wave of darkness flows in
and around my thoughts.
I push it aside
and for a moment it works.
But like the ocean
the wave
always
    comes
          back.

Yet,
I keep trying.

They say that if you do something over and over again, it becomes a habit. That habit becomes a part of you.

Imagine me....

With the sea wall up
Strong
     Secure
          Alive
        ........Free

Released from the darkness.
Released from the pain.
Released to what's clear.
Released to the change.