Just a quickie today.
In the diary that I kept while I was taking a creative writing course a couple years ago, I stumbled upon a poem that yelled at me from the page. If I listened carefully, I can hear trumpets and a shout spurring me to action. This poem came from my insides – from a place that I had just discovered. In it, I hear my voice full of pain, but also full of triumph and pride.
I push back.
I shove back.
“IT’S MY LIFE!”
Almost died for
My real self nearly lost forever.
I will enjoy the spoils of the war.
Live your life, have fun, enjoy being who you are, enjoy being the self you’re fighting or you fought to be.
Have a good week, my friends!