Hardly being able to function properly in this modernized world, has become such a struggle for one to keep an eye on. Not fully grasping all that had changed around them. Feeling themselves and their gifts slowly jolting out from the bottoms of their finger tips. Almost as though as ferocious beast was after their captivating power. Power because they are as radiant as the sun and as glistening as the moon.
Although for sometime they had been in a sense of belief, that their radiance. Had fled their ever existence, they had in fact been wrong. Taking sometime to reevaluate themselves accordingly and productively. To fully give their selves much guided allowances, to revolt against those ferocious beasts. This time taking all that’s theirs and running. Out of this darkness, until their bones are brittle and their breathes are little.
Rapidly gallivanting around the tristate area on the darkest of days. Searching high and low for a sign, a key, a match, a make; something to burn. A captivating light to quickly saturate this darkness, and restore. The proposed method of their own madness, a fulfillment in the vessels within their chests. Alongside the imagination of images flying throughout their minds.
As soon as one achieved the goal of understanding what it was to live and to remain gifted. Only then would the universal entities, good and bad will allow a switch to appear. A switch, a light switch to have their own power, to turn one’s abilities on and off.  Through their own captivations they found themselves being able to fully understand their gifted power. Deciding that they will use them for the right reasons.  Instead of using them to their advantage, by starting themselves on a fresh new slate.
Sooner before later a miraculous switch appeared before their eyes. A switch with the moon and  the Sun marking as one.  One feeling stupendous enough to turn the switch on and gaining back all they have lost.  Looking and gazing up at the sky and  Noticing the bright rays of Sun pushing their way through this dark realm one has made.
When one allows themselves to create a dark cloud around them not only will one’s power but one’s gifts that were granted to. Will soon flee, if they are not properly caged. By the allowances of one to allow negativities into their realm of positivity.  Not only will they lose their gifts, but they’ll lose to themselves as well. Those ferocious beast are the beasts that one creates within. To stop the fight of the beast within one must remain at a sensible productivity. Alongside positivity, and those negativities will not be formed.
-k.L♡