Taking a leap into the new.
There is a war going on inside my mind that is constant.
A change is about to take place, or it has already taken place and I'm becoming aware of it.
I'm in labor, about to give birth to a new a side of me that has been dormant, shackled in darkness and or in Purgatory.
I'm at the verge of a transformation and I feel burdened down, a little shy and almost always sure.
I have to keep moving forward toward where I believe I'll meet my destiny, my new level of being.
The thought of it gives me joy, a strange excitement and a will to keep pressing forward.
But the unease of it and the unfamiliarity makes me want to go back and rest with satisfaction and comfort.
This transition is a fight to the finish, a fight against the old and for the new in me- I'm using all that I have left in me, which at times doesn't feel like much at all.
I've used up a lot of my resources, if I had known better I would have done better.
A lot have been stolen and/or destroyed, but I've also earned some mighty useful resources as well.
I believe I'm going to make it, I believe that I'm already there....
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