I’m home. But its not the same home i left from. I tried my best to find my way back to the home i had known, but eventually i realized there was no way back, and the way forward wasn’t yet an option. So i found an escape from it all.

Countless days and nights spent floating between heaven and hell, the difference was, was that the euphoria was synthetic, fleeting. The despair was real. Here. Painfully present, visceral, yet paralyzingly numbing. I don’t know how long ive been here, feels like forever.

I tried my best to find my way back to the home i had known, but eventually i realized there was no way back. There is only forward. The only way out of hell is through.

It’s gonna get dark, darker than you think. Light the way. Fall, get up, and fall again.

 Forever.