
Cold chains against my hands, a sense of relief with every undying, ever powerful push. Feeling as though my life is a never ending music video with the climax on repeat. All my worries fade away. The wind on my face, my eyes lifted towards the sky. I'll go out swinging.
It seems as though i best write when im going through something tough. That would explain why Edgar Allen Poe was so good, and John Steinbeck, and just about every other great writer. It sometimes takes an emotional break down to produce a great piece of work. I find this similar with how God works. He takes us through an emotional breaking process to refine us, so that we may be the best we were created to be. God is, after all, the greatest of all authors. I can only learn from the best.