Sober Synthesis

“A deepened heart” 
Hearts wounded by trauma; gashes so boundless that the bandages have become a cast.
Thick and hard, protecting what has been broken. Deeply damaged, an immense pain that has taken over what was love. The clouds of addiction have lifted. The sun is shining on my cleansed soul. My voice is a choir; my face is a collage; I am the declaration of my own name. Sometimes my mind eats all my cookies. What does that mean? Deterioration in desperate need of mending. Recovery is possible, and we are worthy. Cookies can be baked and irregularly shaped. How do I fill the holes that I never picked up a shovel to dig no matter where you go, there you are. Reality has so many parts that fantasy can slip into the cracks. The freedom on what the other side would look like.  Life is beautiful as long as you learn how to live it. Ninjas can be terrifying, but possibly adorable in a way that tidal waves can’t.  All the times you never gave up. A deepened heart sees no end… – Sean Bywaters and Lifering friends