Loneliness

I see the depth of the hole

The hole of loneliness

I see every….

Rigid rock bed

Every…..

Speck of danger

I feel myself being pulled further and further into the hole

Being stabbed by the different jaded rocks

I feel like this is ever going to end and I’m never going to see the light

until

I see a small flower in the crack of the sharp dusty rocks

How has it been nourished?

How did it survive?

It has gotten some form of sunlight

It has been given the power to grow

I realize….

I am not alone

God will ALWAYS be there

He’s ALWAYS working in me and nourishing me

God will NEVER leave me

I AM NOT ALONE