Survival

It is a strange feeling knowing and seeing of what is yet to be
There was a time when it used to hurt
How the fear would stop me cold and the hairs of my body would stand on end.
The darkness used to paralyse the little will power I had left and leave me shivering--drenched in my own sweat.
Having the presence watch as I lay awake drowning in thoughts and succumbing to the quick sand of negativity.
Be it day or night, there was no escape for me.
No haven to shelter a lost soul.
So much torment, too many wandering feelings nearby and all this were not all mine.
I was sensitive to the world around me.
I could feel the beating of the universe.
There was no other way but to move on and be stronger.
I took what was only necessary and sought balance of the moon and stars in my soul.
My time comes ever closer
as I can feel that something anew shall bring a change to my destiny.
I write my present, I see my future, both without beginning or end and I am learning of being more thankful to the NOW.
May the love and light grow stronger for what I am yet to face ahead.
My true awakening.