Every passing second escapes my grasp in the dark velvet sky, the silent night creeps by. Moonlight chases away lurking shadows, starlight gives me hope. I sip yet another coffee, life is too short to worry about sleepless nights.
The night passes me in an intoxicating smoke of hidden memories and ideas, creatures crawl from their slumber.
Rain starts weeping down striking cobblestone streets…
A burning desire lurks within me, one I fight with in the darkness of moonlight. As I wrestle with my being, my emotions get crushed under the weight of my years of escaping dreams and twisted realities. For the lands I have seen and the directions I have chosen at times challenge my essence, as I myself, like all, am still a traveller searching their map for meaning and direction.
There is choice in everything, from picking the coffee that starts your day, to the feelings the supress you, choice flickers its burning flame in your direction. Many walk in a dreaming state of smog. This is a choice, for when we realise everything in life is a choice, this is when we release our essence and being.
It can at times seem controversial to put something such as a mental illness down to choice, though maybe a better way to describe such is; there is a choice to get help, or better yet help yourself and understand, I am not talking from an ignorant place…
Toni-Yvonne
Iced Coffee & Life 
What gorgeous images to go along with your inspirational writing…happily following your blog!!
So beautiful and moving. I don’t believe that mental illness is a choice but yes, I agree that you can choose to get help. I’m not speaking about it from an ignorant place either.
Gorgeous post! xoxo
I think that without choosing to get help yourself, you will never truly heal from something like a mental illness. You have to come to terms with it on your own in order to free yourself. 🙂
This is so timely, I’ve been taking a bit of time to reflect lately and think about changes I want to make and it does have to happen from within first, the hardest thing of all is to dig deep and make it happen! Love your post as always!
xo Mary Jo
“I am still a traveller….” I think this phrase is important, because we are all searching for meaning as we move through life… love!
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very in depth post=) I agree, we all have choices in life and it’s what we make of it. Good or bad, i guess we only learn from experiences in life and pick up from where we left off. I’m still a traveller now exploring what this big wide world has to offer….it’s a never ending journey if you ask me;-)
As for your comment, i think i would prefer to remain more discreet at this stage, hope you understand=)
Cinz
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I understand completey! No worries xx
It is as if i am two. The other one of me been trying for so long to get rid of my being and being prisoner of this body cage. Both of us, i and my other being, are always at odds with ourselves. Talking, discussing, arguing and fighting over various matters. The other me is like a chicken in the cage which jumps hither tither on seeing butcher who comes to catch her. The irony of fate is that no one of us wins. I always save my other being from the butcher of myself on account of mercy. But someday that has to be decided once and for all.
Once again you capture moments with words, and it’s just great to read it:)