I've been trying to be a better person, each and every day, I've been trying to accept both my falls along with all the little rises.
I've been struggling to keep my head above the surface, I've been fighting to keep myself from my inner demise.
With every brand new day comes a new fight, a new struggle, and yet a new hope. A hope that keeps me from giving up, a hope that prevents me from giving in. I may not know the future, only that it is not written for anyone, and certainly not for me, for as long as I keep hoping and fighting, I will know, deep inside my soul, that my heart still beats, that I'm still alive.
I am learning, little by little, to rediscover the beauty of life, in all the little things. I'm regaining the joy of listeling to the sounds of the world, to be in peace with myself, to be one with whatever or whoever is surrounding me.
To be able to open my heart with these words, even though they're not spoken, but only written, is a proof to myself that the road I am, yet again, walking through, will only become shorter and shorter each moment of each day, until the moment I finally find that everlasting inner peace I've been longing for so much.
Let this be a beacon of hope for every soul, struggling with their own life, for as long as you keep fighting and hoping, you´ll be on the right track, even if, sometimes, it doesn't seem so.
Be as soft as water, but as strong as a rock. Be kind whenever you need to, but hard as well, if the situation at hand calls for it.
Be there if someone needs you or, at least, show that you will always be so.
Find beauty in every little thing you see, hear or touch. Fight with all your might, for you and for whoever is in need of you.
Be as delicate as a flower, but wear thorns of you feel the need to do so.
Rise back up everytime you fall, be a phoenix that never truly dies, only becoming stronger and stronger.
The blazing Phoenix
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