little talks
October 25, 2016 - 7:56 PM
i have moved through hell to get to this place and somehow hell seemed like the better of the two. hell was easy to understand, the same repetitive motions that don't stop. theres no pleasure in the pain and there is no light at the end of the tunnel.
but that is a known thing.
life with a light at the end of the tunnel is full of uncertainty, full of consequences and reversal pain with pleasure. there is no knowing, there are floors that you can sink further below then rock bottom.
there is hope, beauty, happiness.
i traded hell for this uncertain territory and i don't know how to love it or hate it, walking on eggshells around the reflection in the mirror. pausing at my echo through the mountains.
am i ready for this? to give up on what i know for something i am told is better? can i do this with out running back to hell?
cheers darling, may you discover the beauty you found in hell
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