Warrior at war

In my most darkest most miserable times, i search for answers. I question which route to take, contemplate which one is right which one is wrong. Which one will take me to a dead end. A one way to an abomination of desolation. Who should I take along my journey, who do i leave behind. Where do I stay? where do I go? should I keep moving? or simply be content at where I am now. Only time will tell. Time, feels like it races by never lets me catch up! but sometimes, it moves slow enough to let me take in the moment. enjoy it's time well spent. sometimes time takes me back to a time where hitting was allowed, yelling was always, and there was a scared little girl refusing to speak up. It feels like just yesterday I was being bossed around by my so called friend. I struggled to accept the fact that i was just being used and abused. Physically, mentally, once entering high school my demon came along with me, feelings built up, resentments, frustrations, to the point where I ended up at a "child and adolescent psychiatry" but they couldn't fool me, it was a nut house. But I had a purpose for being there, I needed a fresh start, I had to forgive and let go of all my troubles, and I did, After a week and two days, on a wednesday, I breathed the first breath of fresh air. I was a new woman. I had once been washed out and frail, but now I was born again. Renewed. Now my life goes on with its many dead ends and one ways, but now they are not taken heavily, life is meant to be taken day by day. My demon likes to come and intrude once in a while, but I am a warrior and we are at war, and although it come out wounded, they slowly heal up, and i come out on top. Now i stand here with my head held high, feeling greater than ever because i have overcomed all my obstacles, I am a new woman,