Choose

I Choose . . . I choose to be brave, in the face of the fatal face of the unknown tomorrow. I choose to be strong, under the weight of emotions the size of a thousand Earths. I choose to call for forgiveness, when the merciless, relentless beatings inside I choose to be self compassionate, when I feel alone, unloved, and acrimonious of my own actions I choose To be calm, when inside a chaotic domestic warfare grows, also known as my mind. I choose To be here, when the future begs for me to drown in the dark cold void it lives in or when the past tortures me with a time-loop of devastation. I choose me, when I feel hated. I choose myself. I choose Hope.