Every Word.

In the worst of times, our enemies make the best muses;
but in the best of times, our family takes their place.
The spot upon the shelf, where the dust surrounds the space
where the anger was kept, unwarranted and useless:
just a shape with a face and a name.

These times are those in which family plays a large role.
Friends and blood alike,
effortlessly influence this life.
And it's with an artist's keen eye for details
that these people shape me.

Every word I have ever written, every sentence I've ever spoken
stands as a monument, a memorial, a memory- a token -
for every second spent holding my hand
as I've stumbled down countless paths, close to cliffs overlooking endless oceans;
each of those bodies of humble water threaten to pull us down if we dare to cross them.

So let's celebrate the very existence of us, this family of friends and of kin;
let's bring the night skies to life with the very lights we've built within.