Can one really rebuild the bridges that have been burned?
The pain remains. One may find peace, but one may never see past the ashes in those pages of life already turned.
I promise.
My wars. My pain. These lessons won’t go unlearned.
I promise.
I’ll fight harder to keep this energy than I did to get it.
I promise.
I may forgive, but scars make it hard to forget.
I promise.
Part of this fight for this new light is to keep becoming a better man.
I promise.
Never again will I lose myself again. Never again will I go under. And never will I let the darkness define who the hell I am.
I promise.