Sunday, 20 August 2017

"Rock bottom" is such a comforting idea.

February 19
"Rock bottom" is such a comforting idea.
But there isn't any bottom.
You don't stop falling until you remember how to fly.
I am beginning to remember,
Through the Grace of Goddess,
And the love of my life.
It isn't easy, growing wings again.
In fact, it fucking hurts,
Every step of the way.
But it's better than the alternative.
Better than hitting bottom and starting to dig.
Better than finding out it's actually a grave.
We will all die some day. That is our birthright.
But we can die in the Light, or in the Darkness.
The choice is ours, and if we ask, it shall be given.

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