The battlefield is in my mind, it is not out there. It is not in the joint, rock, or pornography that I view, consume.

It is in my mind where one tells me that I do not deserve any more than that. I need only turn to this and it will all go away.

The great Lie.

I need to look past the smoke in my mind, and grasp the certainty that is there. The one that tells me I deserve to love and be loved.

I don’t know how to do it yet, but I can learn. I can go on the greatest, hardest, most rewarding journey of all. To me, through you.

When that thought comes to take the easy way. Remember to reach out and say “Take me in your arms, and hold me ” till it is gone, like the smoke in your mind.