I remember,
When all of this came to me.
Hit me.
Awoken something in me.
My eyes look different.
My mind cycles different.
Clearer.
Better.
Open.
Free…
I could compare this experience with an addict entering sobriety.
But i am no addict entering sobriety.
I found my calling. I lit the fire in my soul again.
All by myself… and the help from a select few.
I kept the faith.
Believed in myself.
My Center.
My Core.
I’ll never forget the feeling…
Always a double sided sword in this world.
The price of this was a hefty one i believe.
I lost myself
Hid myself
Almost stayed away
Forever.
Something Happened…
Divine Intervention
Some would say
Some Believe
I just know it happened to me.
My Calling.
My Sense. Mine.
I Remember… When i lost myself…
I remember …. When i found myself…
I remember who was with me all along.
-Remember Who You Are-
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The truth was written on my wrist. 
This is beautiful. So honest, so raw. I loved how you had a series of lines with only one word: they had a strong effect on the overall tone. Amazing use of ellipses, too.