As I leave one place behind I'm at lost at how to grieve. A buliding. A room. Looking for a glimice of hope. Contining to learn why I want to live in an unfair world. Where right from wrong has different degrees of crossing over that gray fuzzy line. Where my normal isn't reality. When all collided. My world suffocates me. Where breathing becomes optional and a choice I must choose to exist...where is GOD in all of this? Where is that faith that all will work out for the good. Milestone: I wouldn't be here if it weren't for two completely different people. A Christian counselor & a recovering addict sponsor
I am always left to my thoughts of 'what if I never met either one?
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