If you’re like me, you wake up wondering why you must start a new day, or whether you’ll see tomorrow’s horizon. For me, it’s a challenge believing today will be any different or better than yesterday. I’m challenged by dark demons in my head, by fear of loss or disappointment. I’m already accepting my predetermined failures.
About seven years ago I wrote something. It was a depiction of my journey, and what I wanted to believe of myself. Here I am, seven years later, still in the midst of inner turmoil. I’ve nearly given up, nearly succumbed to my demons and doubts, ready for death to wrap her cold blanket around my aching heart.
If not for mine own benefit, but for those who read this, I share the following with you.
Don’t give up. Don’t quit. Be your own hero. Pick yourself up and battle another day. You may be a downtrodden hero, but you have not lost the war.
Alone, the biggest battle to win resides deep within his own mind. His greatest adversary, himself.
…all that remains is a lone sabbatical and shallow existence within the shadows…
Until the time is right, to return on glory with fierceness… – Downtrodden Hero