“Conversations with Father…”

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.

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