It hurt like heaven.

The day is moving on...
So they said the weather would improve,
That clouds would clear
and the rain would stop.
Maybe.. today is the day, the sunlight will come.

Hopeful.

When you fight over nothing,
your heart strings are pulled,
Your heart is the casualty,
and it hurts like hell.

Jaded.

As you sit alone,
Unknown to those around you,
are the thoughts that are weighing you down.
Your mistakes weigh on you.
Anger grips you,
Nothing satisfies you.
The bad experiences really haven't faded yet..
They still pull at you…

Baggage..

You can't sleep at night.
Your mind won't shut off.
"WHY? please… I'm so exhausted.."
and you can't move..

Anxiety...

Then you wake up.
The sun is shining through your window,
is today the day?

Belief.

As you walk outside,
you stop to notice.. the clouds did clear.
You look up into that ray of sunlight,
"The time passed, and you realize, It really wasn't that bad."

Relief.

It hurt like heaven,
as your heart was the weapon.
It took control, and now your free.

Move on, get up, take control.. Be strong.
The days are what you make of them.
Own it.

Clarity… Resolve.

And it hurt like Heaven.