I feel everything around me starting to crumble in on itself.
I try to smile and keep pushing forward, but my feet can no longer move.
Iím starting to sink.
The farther down I go the less breathe my lungs can capture.
I know this has to be the end, and a part of me believes that I am okay with that.
Iím on my hands and knees, and I try one last time to breathe, but all I taste is smoke in the back of my throat.
I close my eyes and feel the pain inside of me consume me like a fire.
Taking in and releasing the pain with each lap of the flame.
I lay there for what feels like an eternity.
The fire is no longer burning.
I open my eyes and see the stars shining above me.
Pushing myself up from the ground I am surrounded by the ashes of my pain.
I have survived it all and risen out of the ashes like a phoenix.
I am the hero of my own story.
Sometimes trusting in yourself is enough to survive.
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