Alone in the wilderness, I thought was my place to be.
Decisions I made on my own, I felt like I was happy.
No one to tell me what to do, not even my own conscious mind.
Not knowing that a life of pain is what I would soon find.
Selfish moments lead to being hurt and misunderstood.
I felt like I was left alone and positive outcomes never could.
Many thoughts of giving up, wanting myself to come to an end.
I felt I was the only one with problems, blind on even where to begin.
Looking for love and blessings at the wrong time and place.
My life felt so empty, like something there I couldn’t embrace.
In need of peace, but lack of self-control to those who didn’t care.
A little attention, felt like a lot, things I shouldn’t, instead I shared.
At the time it felt right, but was blind at what I should’ve seen.
Realizing failure once I was no longer anyone of use and of need.
Left to conquer what I should have done alone in the first place.
Trying to find myself with peace, having the urge to finally escape.
I learned that my mind was right, and I’m the one who was wrong.
I see inside that I wasn’t alone, and didn’t allow my self to stay strong.
A little faith along with each struggle is something I can bare.
No matter what lies ahead, I’ll face, doing it afraid is my dare.
Because all along is what I really was-Â…Afraid
To be alone,
To be someone,
To be needed,
To even be loved.
by ReeseCup‚Â