The Journey in the Desert
I was stranded
All alone with nothing but my tears
Screaming days and nights to find the road
To find someone anyone
The dessert left me numb
It drained me so much
I believed the sun was the enemy
I believed I was in hell
Blamed everything on my surroundings
Down to dirt that was just simply there
Angry and sad and all these emotions
I never knew it I never saw it
The desert was never the problem
Because the road could be reached
If it was there once it would be there forever
My road was my well being
And my dessert was my depression
My journey through it overall was not easy
My journey never took away who I was
I let the dirt cover me
I let the sun be the enemy when it was what I needed to hope
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