I am aware of the many ways to die, the darkness that can consume us whole. But in the depths of despair, I am more aware of the light, the hope that shines through the cracks. I have known the falling, the weight of the world on my shoulders, but I am also aware of the flight, the freedom that comes with soaring above it all. I have tasted the lows, the bitter taste of defeat, but I have also tasted the highs, the sweet nectar of victory. I am aware of the scars that run deep within my heart, … Continue reading I am aware of it, the very many ways to die …