The floor rattled as deception creeped
through the walls of our home.
More aggressive than the day before.
It sung a song of despair each night,
ever so muffled by the solid oak.
Fear, Anger, Pain
All the reasons I turned the unknown away.
Yet was it the beast or myself to which I was fleeting?
As the rain flooded each dream and lightning struck my future
I confronted this demon.
However, it was no monster at all.
Instead standing before me was my reflection,
far more broken than I had yet become and a bit older.
When confronted with what brought her to this depth she replied:
“You saved the vessel, not the crew. You worried about them and not about you.”