Removing the Poison

I've been thinking a lot lately about how we sometimes allow our lives to become stagnate because of one person. How it isn't until after they leave our lives that we realize just how deep in the hole we dug ourselves. It's then that we realize how much time got away. We literally watch the four seasons change before our eyes and it doesn't matter how many red flags we face around every corner. We still find reason to give that poisonous person one more chance, as if enough time hadn't been wasted already. Well, i'll tell you this...

It's Summer.

We've all sat in our own graves counting the midnight moons that go swaying by. It isn't that we can't find the beauty in life, it's that we let the poison control us. Comatosed laying in the grave we made ourselves, we wonder how we will ever find the strength to get out of this dark predicament. There's a fear and question that lies within everyone, "When I get out, will my eyes adjust to the world like I once saw it?" To enlighten you, yes it will. You might wander away feeling difficulty breathing, having a loss of vision, going through mental confusion but these are only symptoms.. It's more than just a breath of fresh air that we need, but rather a shot of antidote.

In life you can't reverse the effects of what i'm calling poison, you can only change the future of them. I hate shots more than anything but I can handle a prick of a needle, I can handle it if it's someone saving my life.. Can you?

First blog post in 2015 and first piece of writing done in over a year... go easy on me grammar Nazis.