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Our sons have come to pass us, said the chief. We are left with their ashes and have mourned their departure. Their future was written among the stars and now they rest among them. How far will war like this last?
We found ourselves at a dead end. Hopeless and afraid of the unknown. Before either of us ever came about to realizing that, he had forgotten his past; me. And so he decided to go forth. Start a new life with the help of his old one's ashes. There was a death in out lives, and it created a void that I could never fill. Not for the longest time.
I stay awake in fury. I stay awake in fear. I stay awake in silence. I stay awake in constant battle.
What I need is that one calming element. A trigger for my inner peace.
It comes, in the form of a little Book. Filled with post-it bookmarks and highlighter pen.
It tells me to calm down. I have wronged, but He will forgive. I am scared but there is no need to walk in the valley of fear alone. I am weak but he will give me the strength I need.
It will show me the way. It has shown me the way before, and I don't see how it would deny me that passage now.