It took me lying on my back to start looking up

Things have been so chaotic these past few months. 2013 brought a lot at once, and I was knocked down more times than it's worth keeping track. January and February were about breaking it down. Stripping myself of all that encompasses 'forever' mentality and ideals. And gritting and grinding my teeth until the heartache was gone. I've learned that sometimes, in order to let go of things embedded far enough into your soul, you have to be the one to tear yourself apart. Open yourself up and do some re-arranging. You can dig your nails into your palms, sweet heart. I know it doesn't get much harder than this. These months have been about staring over.