Isn't it funny? Just when I think that I am at the bottom, life throws me a rope. And even though I don't know where this rope leads, I climb it anyway. It's scary on the other side but also very fascinating. There is hope for happiness. All of the sudden I am taken in by warmth. What a wonderful feeling! It radiates through to my very soul. And even though I feel as though the world around me couldn't get any worse, I continue to climb this rope without hesitation. It may lead to the freedom of this cell which I have confined myself to...shutting myself off from feeling anything at all. I am surrounded by rays of light so bright that I can barely open my eyes. The beauty of it all simply takes my breath away. I find myself completely trusting this rope not knowing who is holding it up on the other side. For once I feel something. I can breathe for the first time. My heart beats so loud I can hear it in my ears. I am alive. I open my eyes and see the angel that was put here to hold me up. I can do this on my own and he knows that. It's my strong will to survive that attracts him. The old me has shed that skin of sadness and thinking that the world is evil and that everyone has some sort of hidden agenda to hurt me. The new me is wrapped in security, passion, and a burning desire to succeed. To be the best that I can for me...not anyone else...just me. There are days the rope will fail and I may slide an inch or two. But I need to hold strong and continue upwards to the light. Life is funny like that. Hope is a powerful thing that can come and go with the wind. I will do many great things until I take my last breath.
Into this night I wander,
It's morning that I dread,
Another day of knowing of
the path I fear to tread,
Into the sea of waking dreams,
I follow without pride,
Cause nothing stands between us here,
And I won't be denied
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