An emptiness I once felt,
Sometimes still do.

A journey made for the weak,
A long road with highways, potholes and idiots,
A road of pain and joy,
Leaving you with a new found strength.

A path not for the reluctant.
With the feeling of a deeper solitare.
Finding one self,
With the word of the Lord as guidance.

A treacherous road to self-love,
Not always a road to be walked alone,
With care and support,
Some needed for guidance.

A great emptiness I once felt
Now hardly ever do.
© Celine-Marè♡