Becoming more

Tue, 11/11/2014 - 13:16 -- ELF9



There's not a whole lot to say other than I fell in love with the person I am becoming.


I'm subconsciously a damaged soul, because I gave into the temptation of the monster within myself.


However, that monster is getting smaller by the day.


I know I am provokingly changing and transforming into the mold I try so desperately to become.


My road was a little rocky, a little windy, and a little unforgiving.


I learned the hard way, but I learned that there is always a pivotal return to the greater goodness.


I am saved day by day by a man that should have hid his face from me.


His hand wiped away the curiosity polluting my life that led to sin.


My Scarlett red sin was cleansed to a blinding White.


I love this man. I know this man. His name is written all over my heart. 


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