Throughout your life you meet a series of people that hold an impact like no other, sometimes you listen sometimes you ignore, and sometimes this person has such an impact it completely alters everything you’d thought possible.
A short while ago I’d met this person at that moment we had no idea just how entangled our lives would become. Throughout my journey in this adventure, I call life I’ve met so many people that have held different meanings to me, but none have captivated me quite like this.
I’ve fought so many years against my own demons locking away the very thing that makes me, well me. With every shovel that pierced the earth for a loved one, I left a piece of myself, with every fist thrown in anger the biggest fight would be inside, with every empty bottle that lay broken on the floor the shards of glass represented the pieces of a man that God had punished. I’ve heard many times before that God only gives you what you can handle and countless times I’ve screamed to the night sky motherfucker I’ve had enough. It was at this weakest moment when enough was truly enough, I didn’t ask for help I didn’t pray for forgiveness I had accepted my fate.
My spiral was legendary and could not be stopped.
Then I met her the one that changed it all, through her love she chose to show me I’ve put down the sword and picked up a pen, through her kindness awarded to me, I now have a future and control of my own destiny.
These stories I write whether they make you cry from sadness or laughter are all because my universe clapped back.
So now I’m rewriting my life for the world to see because I found someone who believes in me, all this is truly just the beginning we haven’t even scratched the surface. The writing helps me heal and assists in allowing me to forgive myself.
I’ve found my muse, I’ve found my forgiveness.
