Surviving the Days ... and the Weeks and the Torment.


Words I write don't necessarily make sense to you... I don't expect them to, maybe I don't even want them to... The thoughts are written fragmented and incomplete! I do not write for any form of external validation.. What you read may not have the same meaning as what I write... But do not underestimate the personal significance of my words! An essential part of who I am is only evident in my writing... It had been locked away after it was used against me... Everything you need, in order to hurt me, is right here!

Thursday, February 17, 2005

New Dawn

I've always thought of myself as mostly independent

I have a handful of friends who I trust and adore

I have my family in and out of my life in varying degrees

It takes a lot for me to ask for help from anyone

So almost no one knows when I get to my lowest points

There has been a fair few of them in recent years

The beginning of this year has been one of my worst

Yet I'm thankful for that and I've learnt from it.

I've always believed that happiness is a choice

We choose each minute, day, week or year to be happy, or not

I've known that I control this within my own circumstances

But it is only now that I have consciously made a choice

I am not going to waste any more of my time away

I am not going to shed more tears for someone else's choices

I've taken steps to follow my own dream and I'm excited

I'm living my life for me again and it's about bloody time!

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