I am brave and I am strong
I hold my head up high with forbearing.
I see how everything relates to each aspect of my life.
I can stand independently on my own
Careless of others...
Other people
What they say
What they think
How the feel.
What matters is that I am breathing
Every moment
Every hour
Down to the very second.
I look to my past
React to it in the present
and I change my future.
Every move I make changes me.
Every thought bequeaths me an Idea that builds who I am.

I remember I met significance.
A significance that proved me
of my existence
like a light that sparked the first idea which pushed character into reality...

I lived freely in a world where I conquered,
I claimed
I reigned.
I lived a life of consummation
like a famine that ate humanity's existence.

Pain has plagued my heart
Turning it into a being of resilience
Betrayal
Death
Disappointment
They all claimed my hope.
Yet in the midst of the turmoil
When everything seemed to be a battle of the weak and the strong,
PASSION stepped in.
Beating like drums in the Earth's greatest war.
Life was put into existence
I felt my heart throb for the very first time
An EXPLOSION that transformed everything into confusion and disarray.
I began to doubt the purpose.
The purpose which dictated the life that once was my totality.

The ruler became the lost child.
I was reborn.
I woke up in a world unfamiliar to sanity and norm.

I fled the life....
I detached myself from the opulence---the world that I saw was the purpose of my being.

Struggle prevailed over me.
Cutting me deeper than the swords swung by my enemies.
I crawled through the scum.
I was devoured by shame
by doubt
by regret...
Yet I chose to embrace it.
Filling my life with every grain of agony until I was RENEWED.
I was reincarnated...
I was FREE...

Humbled by meanings of truth,
passion guided my determination.
The sun rose differently...
I felt the earth rupture beneath me.
I broke blissfully
I finally saw the colors of LIFE.

I awoke in silence
Heard nothing but a gentle breeze
It swept upon my scarred face.
The gentle mist of the morning rain kissed me
I remember the sensation
I remember how it was to feel alive
I breathed the air that I took for granted....
I felt every inch of my lungs expand and consume its power.

I stood for a moment.
Watching
Waiting
Hoping.
Knowing that something better was to come.

*No Stress. Life is Good.*