More me
When you let go, that's when things reveal themselves to you. When your absence causes pain, you know that you shouldn't be gone.
My basement is not longer a place where I go to rot away. it has become a den where I can thrive and grow. The last step in this evolution was getting rid of the TV down there.
I have learned to no longer give so much to those who give so little. My "false friends", the ones who spend time with me and do not know me. Thought in some capacity, I know they fix some value to our time together. Jealousy runs rampant in their hearts. They know I am changing. They know they are about to lose me.
In my quest for more information, I stumbled across an unlikely ally in my struggle. I know that this is a good thing.
Can't help but to be cryptic, I never can tell whose eyes are soaking this stuff up.
For now I am still supressed. The real me that few can see. In those moments of unguarded surrender, I can recognize myself again.
My basement is not longer a place where I go to rot away. it has become a den where I can thrive and grow. The last step in this evolution was getting rid of the TV down there.
I have learned to no longer give so much to those who give so little. My "false friends", the ones who spend time with me and do not know me. Thought in some capacity, I know they fix some value to our time together. Jealousy runs rampant in their hearts. They know I am changing. They know they are about to lose me.
In my quest for more information, I stumbled across an unlikely ally in my struggle. I know that this is a good thing.
Can't help but to be cryptic, I never can tell whose eyes are soaking this stuff up.
For now I am still supressed. The real me that few can see. In those moments of unguarded surrender, I can recognize myself again.