When you end a life. It's a life that ends. The possibility has ended. The choice made is a line between what’s possible and end. Black and white. Dark and light. Life ended is end to life. No firsts. Only endings. No joys. Only end. No peace. No love. End. It will haunt. Forever
These were created out of a place of sorrow but come from a place of healing. A dark place came bubbling out. But a beautiful one resulted. Here's the story: The fact that I didn’t choose life as a young adult resulted in a lifetime of misery. I had no idea what was going on, I just knew that there was a deep, sad hole in my soul. Depression weighed heavily on my off and on for over thirty years. There was a shame that I...