The Maze

Ever wondered what it would be like to be in a never ending maze?

That’s the best way to describe my mind as if I’m stuck repeating the same mistakes everyday. My heart is split into a thousand pieces like I’ve been stabbed multiple times, within my body crumbles in excruciating pain from running, running a thousand miles to end up right  back to where I started.

No. Stop running and fight the pain, find where you want to go and make it happen.

Mistakes are portals to discovery

(first monologue I ever wrote.)