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Revelation after bad drunken night
I sat and pondered why change occurs only when I decent into the pits, the very bottom where I rest with my worst nightmare.
Suddenly as if a flash of lightning my mind correlates my decisions to my current outcome and suddenly, a bellowing roar from within me
spawns in my belly and scratches to the surface of my throat
My eyes turn red with anger and my mind eagerly awaits to point the blame on others.
How has it been me living with such infantile tendencies and I know I am not alone.
Like night and day I have two selves, one an illusion that dissapates as light arrises and the day still getting over the crap the nights influence had upon it.
As I step in a new direction I write my desires for a shift up on the tablet of my heart lest I forget.
