Iron Sharpens Iron

In a whirlwind of angst, confusion, and stupidity,

when nothing seems to be going anywhere,

and drugs are aplenty and alcohol is a status symbol,

I chose to look inwards.

To look at what would ultimately bring happiness.

Personality being flushed and camouflaged by toxins and poisons,

I chose to be me.

I gave up who I though I was,

who everyone thought I was.

And had very little left.

But I had myself.

And my beliefs.

And my new found morals.

I escaped a tumultuous time to transition into

a truer, yet tragically tamer, self.