Darkness. Shadows. Pain.

Just another human.

Just another life.

What was the point?

Was it worth the fight?

Every sunrise a battle.

Every sunset a temptation.depressionsjourneypoem

Doubt. Fear. Anger.

Monsters in the closet.

Death.

The terrifying escape.

Just another human.

Just another life.

What was the point?

Was it worth the life?

Faith. Hope. Love.

Spirits that clung.

Life.

The path of light.

Love responded.

“Not just another human.”

A child of someone greater.

Hope called.

“Not just another life.”

A future of inspiration.

Faith pressed.

“Christ was the point.”

He deemed the life worthy.

 Peace. Light. Purpose.

Figures now reigning.

Not just another human.

Not just another life.

The point had been found.

The worth had been discovered.


Bohannan, MelodyAt fourteen years old I decided to pick up writing novels. I had always loved writing essays and reports but I had never considered writing novels. I was introduced to Nanowrimo by a friend, I decided to try it out. I never stopped writing novels since. I found a new love. A new world was opened up to me, one I could create myself. I have a firm belief in using coffee as a writing fuel.
C. S. Lewis has always been my inspiration. I want to write showing messages that point to Christ and inspire others to do greater things. When I am not writing I enjoy graphic design of all varieties, listening to music, and training in Karate with my nine other siblings.