In the depths of our darkest hour stands a peculiar and dark creature.
It hides where no light will ever cast its radiance.
No matter where you go, you’ll find at every corner; there’s a sharpened edge.
At the final stop of your lost humanity, you’ll find something strangely familiar in the shuffle of life’s never-ending movement.
You’ll awaken in a sweat, wondering what happened to that childish promise you made to yourself all those years ago.
And in the end, you’ll realize what mattered the most to you was actually just a sense of belonging.
A sense that you mattered.
A sense that you have a purpose and a reason to be alive.
But truth be told – you still have your wits and your intuition alongside you.
Don’t be blinded by such useless vanities. You’re more important than just a mere feeling.
You’re more than just the label you give yourself.
And it’s by the darkness, you find the rawest parts of your life’s truth.
You begin to unravel long-neglected past pains. But, of course, some of those pains are best left behind. Yet other pains are better to deal with now before it’s too late.
Don’t falter, wayward soul. Find your meaning deep within the confinements of your being. Keep it a secret, but never forget.
Forever in Your Debt,
Leon R.M. Auguste