December 2007
2 posts
Constant Battle
Unraveling this mess that is called me- this mess that has created disaster. Fighting the raging battle within myself- a battle that goes unseen by the typical human eye. Individual war does not qualify as war. Right? Why do I feel as though things can never be the same?
There was a time I was so secure with my identity, now I find myself searching for the shattered pieces of it. Maybe if I...
Sunrise.
There’s something extremely exhilarating about bearing witness to a sunrise.
When the sun is still subtly snoozing beyond the late night sky and the fog has yet to rise I feel as though I am wrapped tightly in a security blanket.
The warm pastel colors of the sky bring the promise of a new day, the hope of a day brighter than the last.