I Am Not My Darkness
Lately I have felt trapped in a den of wolves.
It’s dark.
Dangerous.
Claustrophobic.
Tenuous.
The more desperate my escape attempts, the tighter the walls close in.
They want me to believe I am beholden to their whims.
That hope is lost.
That they alone control my fate, and for that I should be fearful.
Though I may need frequent reminders, my resolve has been tested by far greater demons.
I didn’t survive my past to succumb to my present.
I may be struggling to find the light right now…but I am not my darkness.
