I am ready to give you each and every breath within me and replace it with your blessing, I am more ready then ever before. I am ready to march through the doors you’ve constantly opened up for me, closing behind my memories of misery my heart will no longer bleed. I am cured, I no longer endure the pain of uncertainty I now walk by faith, When I look in the mirror I now see, the strong individual you’ve been trying to create. It no longer looks peculiar and my reflection In the mirror looks  a whole lot more familiar, I have found my identity, and with your spirit being my remedy I no longer loose my sanity I’ve found a peace of mind. So this is my letter to you thank you for never leaving my side.

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I GUESS I’LL SEE YOU NEXT LIFETIME.

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Let our souls intertwine, Let our minds explore one another’s deepest demons Battling what everyone else ran away from. Combine one another’s troubled hearts, Mending them  as one.

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NEVER UNDERESTIMATE THE POWER OF THOUGHT

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I now throw flowers on the grave I dug where the body lays that I use to live in. I have been re birthed from the soul that once lived within.

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 Different Faces, different Complexions,  Different Personalities. Different hearts, Different souls. 

Different being.

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Hello past, It seems we’ve met again, but this time under different circumstances. I’m not surprised you’ve returned due to all the chances you’ve been given but, It’s time we’d switched it up a bit. I am leaving you behind. I’ve had you conjoined to my side for some time now and you’ve corrupted my mind into thinking you’d had my best interest, But my wounded soul pleads to think different.

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Dear you .  I hate it, I hate feeling like my heart has been ripped. Ripped from the bottom of where my foot souls lift. Traveling through the pulses of my knees, causing my lungs to please for a break of Oxygen, I feel suffocated . . .

The moment your flesh eating, backstabbing, It wont happen again spirits renovated a place within me, where mentally I died slowly . .

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Your loosing all sanity mind fucked things start happening more frequently and you loose sight of who you are, You thought you’d be safe holding up this guard, But the leeching demons sweats of his conniving ways, tricking you into thinking the way you feel is okay, You loose vision of your true destiny, and this negative energy is now your remedy.  But yet and still your soul screams to break of out this clone, That for so long has had this hold blinding you of your true destiny . . .

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