It seems evident

The more I know myself; The more that I know its true. I have to find the better me; before making anything with you. Intentions are like dreams... being sold everyday. Clouded judgment - silly me... No price I won't pay. Just to have your love, to me it feels so good. Making everything so easy and alright; but ohhh if it really could. My mind would be so gone and my heart along with it... Enjoying every second, and the seconds that turn to minutes. But I'm learning to stop rushing life; Think that may just be my greatest plight. Enjoy it completely (the good with the bad), instead of anticipating so deeply that I ruin what was once within grasp. Angry with the world when I did it to myself... Tunneling head first into negativity until I didn't even feel like wanting help. Selfishly determined to currupt and destroy myself. Never failing to be willing to lead another down the wrong path; Ensuring the ride to hell that I was sure to have already had. I've been waddling for so long, this journey making me so strong. Enabling endurance through the stripes of life, Kicking down doors and nurturing my light. It seems evident ... I will prevail.