Confused, you withstand the chaotic suffering of life. You’re naked in all your vulnerabilities– subject to the forces of the unknown. This is your introduction into reality and your chance to rebirth. The old you ceases to suffice, shedding its existence like the skin of a snake. You holler in pain as your skin relentlessly peels away with the strain of a knife 

The suffering makes you question existence itself. All you’ve ever known isn’t so and all you have yet to know is scarier than can be. Your environment collapses like a building caving inward... Nothing but bleak 

“EVADE THE BLEAK,” is all you can think, tirelessly twisting and turning to forget the darkness. Hide in the corner, and you’ll know no pain, but avoid all the pain and ignore at your peril. You deny, but the darkness grows in the background until you can’t escape its thick suffocation

Suffering never subsides. It’s the monster that grows without permission, the blackness that will emerge regardless 

Dead skin continues to fall
Blackness continues to thrive, and you understand the mission at hand 
Revel in the black, for you can’t escape it; conquer it once, and it’ll never be again. Embrace the bleak. Taste the darkness. Shed your skin. Renew 

That is the beautiful butterfly.

Through the suffering, your future shines clear 
Through the suffering, you are…  reborn