When you have nothing left.

It is imminent that you create your own peace of mind with every direction.
Take some time out and evaluate.
Reevaluate.
Make peace with the things which we control, and the things we cannot.
In time it replenishes the pieces of ourselves that we constantly give without putting back which we give Placing ourselves as priority over any given situation.
It's not so much the appearance of how these things work.
But the inner workings.
There's much strength there.
In finding the key to abundance

memories don't fade
its seeking through
fulfilling the organisms of me.
how i stay afloat
i don't know
made of steel
my superhero .

I am a happy person. I’m full of love and happiness. I welcome mornings with a smile and will to be alive. But that time came, the time when it’s so hard to get up in the morning. The time when it’s so hard to eat; to talk; and even to breathe. The time when I thought giving up is the only solution to all of this. The time when sadness, anger, confusion, and hopelessness ate me alive.

I personally didn’t think I can make it, but you did.

For the friend who stood by me when I can’t even stand on my own; who stood by me through the disaster; who never left me; who never let go of my hand, telling me that everything will be okay and this disaster will fade and will turn into rainbows and ponies.

For the friend who never judged me because of who I am and what I am going through; who accepted my flaws; who helped me embrace my own; who endured the times when my heart and mind ached, grieved, and tortured, and believed in me, that I can be healed and recovered.

For the friend who, when everything was falling apart for me, gave me hope; who gave me a place to live and air to breathe; who gave me the strength and will to live; who gave me faith that this world wasn’t a source of vexation and pain and everything will begin to change.

For the friend who never stopped telling me that this will all end - that it will take a while but it will all be worth it; who never gets tired of picking up the broken pieces of myself; who never gets so sick of joining me to sit in the dark and go through my paranoid mind; who never gave up on me, pushing me to make it through the storm eating me alive.

You made me smile when I thought I couldn’t.
You embraced me with love and care.
You spitted out words that made me strong.
You made me believe that I can make it.
You waited for me to heal.
You saw me at my worst yet you never stopped.
You never left.

Thank you.

We are complete strangers.
Both broken from sad realities.
Dressed in character just for bravery's sake.
Complementing the different views.
He's in the pit of hopelessness.
I, finding the light of the dark abyss.
He accepted fate.
I, believing change will come.
He's dead inside and
I, wanna save him.

Even though
The night may be dark
You just need to weather it
Till the sun rises again

But sometimes
This is difficult
To see the light
Without it being there

To have faith
That it will get better
When you can only see
The black darkness

You may wonder
If there really is
A light at the end
A release after agony

But you have to
Keep going still
Despite the trials
Through the hardship

Because the only ones
Who stay in darkness
Are those who give up
And succumb to the abyss

All it takes
Is one step
After the other
To find the light

*Of another day

Just as one nightmare ends another one starts
The anxiety fades but the depression stabs me in my  heart
It’s The calm before the storm where everything is warm and the sun beams down before i am torn apart and dragged to an unknown place
it suffocates me and is terribly dark
no wait my eyes catch a beautiful spark
i search this place but i cannot trace the spark but then i see my face  and i realize that i’m the one that's illuminating
i stare back at my reflection
motivating me to go one direction
up up up and away why would anyone wanna stay down where it’s gray and cold where you lay and you realize it’s been days since you’ve seen the light
my body is battered and bruised
my soul is pretty messed up too
but this radiant spark fills my heart with joy and beautiful art and wherever i stand i leave my mark and the world starts to feel like my kingdom
my soul appears to be glowing
it’s just a spark but it keeps me going
i tear down the walls i no longer crawl i stand up tall and the warmth returns to my senses
such a familiar sensation but it's been awhile
I can genuinely flash the world a smile
no need to hide
no need to escape
i left the devil alone at his gates