The First Time
Written in the stars, lines of fate seem to circumvent, shifting like deep ocean currents. Mine are riddled with guilt and shame, soft from a comfort that keeps me "safe". Now, I am emerging from the depths of my world of pain and fear to join the light once again. I'll be looking to relationships with friends and family for support instead of waiting for a rescuer. Parts of me are weary of this new leaf, that suddenly seems to be emerging. It's been a challenge to make my world something worthwhile, I see that it's a matter of perspective. However, I know that I cannot stay in a place of understanding without putting the thought into action. This is my first attempt.