i cant let this break me. i cant let this stop me from being who i want to be. i have to keep moving forward even if my heart is stabbing my chest like sharp pieces of glass. i have to pull myself along even if my lungs are filled with fire. i have to believe that the lightning in my veins will soon strike louder than it ever has before. even if there is a drizzle now it does not compare to the hurricane that i am. i am not some obsolete storm no one will remember. i am greater than hurricane katrina. i will burn down cities. i will drown out forests. i will cause a natural disaster of mind blowing proportions but in my wake the wreckage will be beautiful. 
i WILL be magnificent.
i will be a disaster while it happens, but my wreckage will be amazing.