Walk with me, please. Just a step.

Have you ever stated the following: Why was I born? No one loves me! and Why me? or Enough is enough! A moment of your time may release a washing so far hiding, even deeper from within only the angels could hear, vibrating an awakening so vital, so reachable, so exhaleable. Where, at times, tears fall, during sunny rainbows, and that confusing question Why? rears a depression. This road's not yours because you have a purpose. You're not on this island solo! You are somebody! You will succeed. And because you have and know your purpose, knowing that you have choices and voices grown, yet not as yet sown, to continue our healing.

Many miles. Not even a sweat.