Freedom.

Now, I am free.

The chains that once bound me had finally been set free. Broken by the truth, shattered by thy grace.

Once I thought I would succumb to the darkness but you who were once my passion, have shown me that the mire which I was trapped in was naught but a figment of my mind.

You were once my most cherished supporter. But now I know, I have never been alone and I never will be.

I am an artist and you are no longer my muse.

Life had given me another, and it is them now that I will cherish. It is to them now that my duty, my promise and my pledge must and will be.

For we have our own journey in life that we needs undertake. I pray that our paths will cross again, as friends wont to.

You are my keeper, the one that kept me in check, the one that I will remember.

At the end of the dark and winding path, it is you two who have brought me back to my light.

I am never alone. And I will never be.

Writing had always been my therapy and it will always continue to be.