I am the better side of darkness and the dim side of light.
I didn’t KNOW my blackened heart had a sense of what was right.
Until I said I’M going to cover my guilty pleasure scars,
And when I ripped them open one night,
They were a delightful sight,
Between me, myself, and
I held the thing God grants me every day
With my flesh and blood knife,
My BEAUTIFUL life
Call it how you see it.
BECAUSE everything about me was a stained, inked in
Parade of tattooed lies.
But I have died which is why I can live.
Through fractions of time, I’ve learned to love myself and forgive.
All of my mistakes have been made.
My insecurity and doubt has been slayed.
I’m a wonderful mess of laughter and tears.
I choose to face my fears.
I am the villain and the hero of my story.
I’m moments of bravery mixed with fun-induced insanity.
I win the battles I fight.
I call it how I see it.
MY SOUL IS BLESSED WITH KALEIDOSCOPE LIGHTS.