I Am Trying To Become A Better Person Than I Once Was
I have something good. I know this. I see it. I have someone in my life who is caring, loving, and giving beyond the scale and scope of which I am accustomed to. They challenge me to do more with my talents and celebrate my successes more than anyone ever has.
And yet, my head still screams and tries to corrupt. It yells about fabrication of their words. It screams that they don't care and it's all a game. It tries to get me to think the worst. Sometimes it's successful and I dip into all too familiar wells. I need to stop it though. I actually care enough to want to. I need to not listen.
I need to be a better version of myself...for them. They deserve as much. The storm has to end. I usually flicker and fade...now, I need to illuminate with consistency.
And yet, my head still screams and tries to corrupt. It yells about fabrication of their words. It screams that they don't care and it's all a game. It tries to get me to think the worst. Sometimes it's successful and I dip into all too familiar wells. I need to stop it though. I actually care enough to want to. I need to not listen.
I need to be a better version of myself...for them. They deserve as much. The storm has to end. I usually flicker and fade...now, I need to illuminate with consistency.