Coming out of the darkness And realizing that through it, my rockets of desire are stronger. Realizing that it was the push in the right direction that I needed. Realizing that in the shit, I ask for help, and sometimes it is the only time that I do. Realizing that it is the only way I know what I want, to know what I don’t want. That only when I am in loss and pain can I truly understand joy and happiness. Can I only understand true humilty and love for myself and others. Can I only understand gratitude and the feeling of appreciation for what is. Can I only enjoy life to the fullest. Can I do what I was meant to do here. Can I do what is needed for others. Can I stick to my path. Can I be strong enough to continue on in this life alone–not giving up, but enduring and living more than I could have dreamed possible.