I feel this should be written:
To date my life has been on a road covered with darkness and fog, filled with anger, hate, confusion,fear and pain. Ive managed to walk down the road for the last few months telling myself that the things I truly am, arent worth being hurt for. That no matter what, they should remain hidden, unable to shine unwilling to let anyone get close. As I stumble thru this Dark cloud on the road I reach my fork...I can tell many have been here before me, many have chosen the wrong direction, many unknowing to it. As I stood thinking about what I thought I wanted and what I thought would save me from pain, days went by. During the time I thought of my son constantly, the one person there holding my hand keeping me from flinching and showing pain to keep him safe. I know that what I do I have to choose for the better of him, thinking that what I Know to be the wrong choice will end up being better for us.
A few days ago I had finally chosen the path I was going to take , right or wrong, I had to. As I started to approach the path, out of nowhere, upon the second path emerges a Flower. Something about this flower stopped me. As I look at this newly seen flower I notice things. I can see the flower had been bruised by many before, not willing to understand it selfishly trying to take it for no other reason but to say they had had this flower. I cannot explain the randomness of the flower, or how this flower is like no other I have ever encountered. It is a very beautiful one, even bruised it has a glow about it as if it were the first day it were put upon this earth. As I looked at it something about this flower made me feel safe. I felt as if I could absolutely trust this flower to always be there, with its wonderful glow about it right with me no matter what. I thought this flower just couldnt be here for me alone, but why so perfect, why timed so well but randomly sprung at the moment of decision. I gaze more and the more I look the more it seems it was there for me and me alone.
I am scared to have such an extraordinary flower, yet everything about it, how it glows, how I feel just from seeing it, makes me want to pin it right next to my heart.............and now days have passed. And I still sit on this newly second path with this randomly sprung flower, looking, in amazment as I see more and more throughout it. Things that are all that I am, but wanted to hide.......so many things. I wonder, how could anyone have been here, sitting with such a flower, and just walked away?

So I sit,gazing, waiting for this flower that others passed by, hoping with all hope I have left that I could ever be lucky enough to have such a flower..............

Matt Anderson