Things are big, messy and out of control.
Begging me to come in to be a part. More to the chaos.
A part of the problem.
A part of my downfall.
A part of the anger I do not want to feed.
I walk away.
I chose to walk away with pride and strengh.
This is not a shameful stance that i chose to take.
It takes courage.
It takes control
And it takes strength.
Mental strength is tougher to achieve than physical strength,
Which is why i am so proud to feel strong,
When i just walk away.
I wont let another control my future and my freedoms.
My control is my strength
And my mind is my weapon.