You brought the flames and you put me through hell
I had to learn how to fight for myself
And we both know all the truth I could tell
I’ll just say this is “I wish you farewell”
-Pray by Kesha Rose
I know what it feels like to suffocate, to drowned in the shadows of the moment.
I know what it’s like to feel unhappy, angry, doubtful.
To cry and not know when the tears will stop.
I know what it feels like to breathe and it hurt.
To look in the mirror and see nothing or everything at once.
We all go through transitions, shedding, an evolution of the self.
It’s in our DNA to learn from the past.
It’s scary to change, to uproot ourselves from where we were planted.
Yet, in the chaos of the transition, true growth cultivates.
Holding nothing back, we dig, deeper and deeper, into the core of our existence.
Till we find our heartbeat.
We feast on the vulnerability, savoring the sweetness of honesty.
I was presented an opportunity, a beacon of light to hold on to when I needed it the most.
I grabbed on and held tight.
I left my job.
Took the waves of a new direction.
Floating, I blanketed myself in the silky texture of something new.
I didn’t know what to expect.
Yet, I knew it would burn brighter than the darkness that kept me.
Fire and stone, I build an understanding of what I craved.
I found it.
Warmth and clarity.
Like unfiltered sunlight on the skin.
It was exhilarating and comforting all at once.
It feels so simple to say that.
But I truly am.
Stronger yet calm.
The peace after the storm.