On my journey home, I have laughed and cried a lot on the way. I look down at the river I formed and in the water's reflection, I see the reflection in my heart. I see my friends, my family, my angels, all who have stood by me my whole life. No longer do I cry tears of sadness. No longer does the black-winged demon live in me. My tears, which were once painful, are now droplets of light that illuminate the path I walk in life. The river glows golden with the warmth in my heart.
