Here I am, once again.
Wrapped in this loop that never seems to end.
Smothered in chaos while reaching for the light that could help me defend
Defend against this nature that reshapes my very mind and makes it bend.
I'm reaching for a light that I know exists, eyes blurred by tears and then..
Just for a moment, then, I touched the light with my own hands.
Beautiful melodies played softly in my head
Relieved, I take a deep breath. This road had no end, so many tears were shed.
But God told me to stand still, it was no longer my darkness to fend. It was ours, and this light was Heaven sent.
So i stood there, waiting faithfully as he broke the curse within my head.
Tears gathered in my eyes, my eyes being a wishing well. Where all of my pleads were heard. It feels different when someone actually listens.
My heart is an indescribable place that wants to make amends with my head.
These voices are in my head. They tell me that every cruel word they've said, they never meant.
They were afraid that if they left me alone, I'd never hear from them again.
Or maybe that's what I was afraid of. I got so used to the chaos that ensued inside of my head.
That my mind tries to recreate it and bring these voices back to life when all they've ever done was turn my eyes red.
It was my beating heart that bled, mourning the loss of an old friend.
An old friend that had left, had left to save me from these darker depths.
This is where my journey begins. Where my colors and emotions need to blend.
Just so my heart can mend. Maybe one day, we will hear those voices again.
But this time, it won't be a war in my head. Words of love, forgiveness, and peace will be said.
I think then.. I'd be satisfied with how this story ends.
So, let's continue to grow and discover new places to be our home.
No one knows wherever we will go, but I promise you... I'll invite you into every home.
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