There’s a lot that has come into my life and sought to destroy me. Whether it’s physical or psychological
I looked at the sky, both in contrast to its light and dark side
And even the period when darkness meets light, twilight.
I wonder as I wander through these lives if there is a real place of peace
The world has become so black and white that everyone forgets the gray
Until you’re forced to look at the full picture from a broken down state of dismay
Flashes of childhood to adulthood, whether they’re good or bad memories come to life
Like an old movie projector in technicolor
And you’re left there to watch all of your life and contemplate what have you come up to and become at this point
Did you make enough friends
Did you learn enough
Did you try to be more nice
The most important question when the movie stops playing…

Did you really learn the skill of how to live?
And the answer you get is mostly
As it echoes loudly in silence
And everything shatters
And falls like stars in to the backdrop of night
You’re walking through that death of realization
The gas light of stars so minuscule
That the path before you is nothing but a hazy black
And you aren’t sure where you’re walking anymore
You fall off the land completely
You fall and keep rolling in that darkness
Suffocating, crying, and feeling pain
Terrified because you cannot see what is ahead
And your choices are whether you want to live or lay down and die
And you’re fighting between the two choices
Can you keep going even though it’s painful?
Or do you want to rest, knowing it means dying?
You can rest a little but not long enough for it to let it suffocate you
You keep tumbling
You keep falling
Until your knees hit the ground, and your hands are before you
There’s so much pain
Agonizing, crying, and loneliness
That you keep staring at the ground for so long that
You realizing you’ve stopped rolling
And when you finally look up
The sky is before you
The stars are your memories
Your scars
Your reasons to keep going
Because you’ve painted the sky
With your everything
You’ve done more than what you ever thought you could
You’ve realized
That the darkest shadows come out to show you
There’s always another sky to paint
In between the black and white
And another world to create
As long as you’re willing to keep going
Take small breaths
You’ve built yourself stronger than anyone else knows
Dear adventurer of life
The world’s you build inside you are only seen
When you can look inside
And make your own skies
And breathe.


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