BREATH LIFE

My past does mistakes do not paint my future and i can only fail if I count myself out as the loser.
I have bruises on my soul from the fight within myself. I have bruises on my heart from the beatings to my mind and if I said it's been easy I'd be telling a lie.
This life has been everything but uneventful and I open myself up to it all, drink it in like a malnutritioned child would water. I am hungry for something more abundant. When I say I want wealth, I mean more then money. I want to be rich in knowledge, rich in the need to be more then what I am and now I'm open all I can say is damn, what took you so long.
I am here, I am not perfect but I am perfectly flawed and beautifully carved by none other then our all knowing God. So every curve and inch of imperfection just know that God himself is the only example of perfection and he made you. So every crevice and morsel of your being was meant to be.
Breathe life into yourself by speaking your truth into existence, and everything negative bag it up and get rid of it. Breathe life into your life by knowing your worth and beat everything meant to break you, just remember the devil would love for you to hate YOU...