Im scared. There is a war going on for my mind and i seem to be losing. All hope is lost and feel myself slowly giving in to the push and pull. See, i would be worried if there wasn’t a war going on inside me. It keeps us real. It lets us know that we are still fighting with every ounce in our being. It shows us how string we truly are. But that also worries me, for what if i turn the wrong direction? how strong will i truly become? Will i be able to stop myself? Will anyone be able to stop me? If we are so set on our tracks of life how big must the downfall be to stop us? We eventually have to hit rock bottom but the question is what do we do will ourselves? Will we pick our selves up and will heal our broken bones and bruised body? Or will we stay down and give up? The hardest part isnt going to be the climb. Its not going to be putting on a fake smile and wishing everything is ok. The hardest part will be not falling again. It will be walk. And it may be slow. But no matter what you do never give up! For if you give up it will truly show how weak you are. Keep walking, one foot at a time. It will hurt. It will burn. Your body will cry to end it. your mind will not tolerate the pain, bu your soul will push on. So grab that rope. and no matter how sore your arms are. no matter how tired your legs are. no matter how many parts of your body are telling you to stop you never stop pulling. You will win this battle and you will see the day of peace. This is just a valley but the peak is in view. All you need to do is take one step at a time.