This is the part where
things get harder not easier.
This is the part where
loneliness demarcates your sight.
This is the part where
the hours of each evening seem unending.
Where the quiet night unearths you.
Where you discover yourself
rough and dark
and crumbling.
This is the part where grief
corrodes your most cherished memories.
Where fear wails out in anger.
Where the ghosts of harming gather
and chant hypnotically.
This is the part where you
will struggle and choose differently.
Only awake and strong can you
change your path.
~
RNH
