What is my lesson?
Why must I love those that struggle with the venom of addiction?Why must my soul be torn, tattered, and tortured?
My love is all encompassing, and unconditional.
My heart, though bruised, continues to be given away by my own doing.
I dig deep, only to find scars that run deeper than this lifetime.
Losses that have molded my soul.
I am on the brink of a breakthrough, spiritually and emotionally, and it terrifies me.
What will this journey look like?
What will this lesson teach me?
Will my heart learn to thrive in the pain, or succumb to its grip?
