When I relax that’s when the fear comes. That voice in my head tells me it’s not ok to relax. I am always on edge. Always tense. Always slumped. Always waiting for what seems like the worst. Not optimistic. But this time….. I felt it. As soon as laid down I could breathe. But the fear …… Noise. I call it static. Damn……. Now, that I see where it comes from, I can heal it. I want to see the beauty in the world not all the pain but inorder to see the beauty, you have to have a soul that will rest in it. I don’t rest. I sleep. This is life changing. This gives me hope.
this shit ain't no joke 