I wouldn’t wish this pain on anyone. I will try describing it to you.. It feels like I have  lost a battle that I just found out could have never been won. It’s like everything I have been living and loving for has vanished than gotten ripped apart somewhere else without me even having a chance to fix it..No signs of hope.. Now I’m just lost in the dark ashes all alone.. Nobody to talk to but myself and that is worse than losing the actual battle itself. The only thing I am capable of talking to myself about is true self flaws. Time goes on and just when I was about to go mad.. I stopped.. Than realized.. I still have something hidden deep down in my heart that can still flicker a light from within my soul. That something is still breathing and can still share its love and happiness with me.. So I take that last bit of hope, squeeze it tight, and lay down in the ashes trying to get comfortable. While lying in the ashes I realize that the darkness actually isn’t so bad after all. What makes me recognize this is that something I am still holding onto in my heart. I know that as long as I have that something in my grasp.. nothing that surrounds me really matters, neither does anything that has happened in my confused/defeated past.. That something is Beautiful and gives me a reason to keep going, that something is ironically my own blood.. It is My own daughter ✨