Through my journey I’ve lost friendships and love.
I am still blessed by the man up above.
Through my trials, I kept my head up and smiled.
With piercing pain, at times I cried.
Left alone with my demons.
Pain.
Shame.
I learn my lessons.
I crawl back.
I stand up tall.
I am back up.
I am back and standing taller.
Love prevails in my heart.
It is not stone.
My thoughts crash likes waves. I am finding my way through the maze and webs.
Why am I here?
What is my purpose?
Athlete.
Writer.
How do I make this work?
Prayer and faith.
