Let the voice you choose everyday be your own

Noise.

 

Waves and waves of it, from the moment you wake until sleep takes you, after tossing and turning late into the night.

 

It’s loud, almost deafening. It’s cruel, almost debilitating.

 

But it’s not yours.

 

It’s the voice of disorder and dysfunction, and somewhere along the line you chose to stop fighting and let it in.

 

So now, as you battle between the two you have the power to choose, in fact you always have and you always will have that power.

 

So let the voice you choose everyday be your own.

 

Let it be the voice of hope, the voice of strength, the voice of sheer determination and allow it to grow louder every day.