I use to mourn for my future, I feared the possibility of being nothing.
I saw a monster in the mirror, a dysfunctional ghost waiting to live.
Life was like a river of emotions, sometimes the **** would break and I was open to the flood. I road the rushing waters that came out of the possibilities of my future.
Fear was my constant companion, I felt like I was choking on it. I buried myself in a prison of doubt.
I was fearful in the beginning, but I learned how to breathe to live.