Bound, Broken and Lost

I was once bound, I was once broken, I was once lost in the dark without a way out.

I cannot say I free, I cannot say I am healed, I cannot say that I have found my way.

All I know is I am tethered but with a lot of slack, that I am stronger because of the pain, that I am no longer wandering for a direction even if I still seek my own path.

These are the days to live in hope, to conquer the small fears and begin to bring my focus on the direction to uncover the journey.

To see challenge as opportunity, to see the pain as proof that you are alive and that as long as I can break I can have an impact.

To actively experience and not just passively take it in is to define the world I live in and not let it define me.