Detour

I felt my own soul brush across my cheek today. That sweet familiarity I never thought I’d feel again.

I am doing everything in my power to lure her back in. She is defiant and full of rage right now, but behind that, she is scared. We are often led astray by the illusion of love. All roads lead back to oneself. In my case, it’s been a treacherous journey so far. You see, I’ve been led way off course, once again.

The delirium this painful exhaustion brings has the power to kill. Best- case scenario, I find myself at the end of this road, surrounded by my own safety and freedom. It takes extreme strength.

There are moments where I fear it will take a miracle for me to reach my destination. I cry out to God, which i’ve done less than a handful of times in my life.

Perfect evidence of why I should never leave my map behind again, even if a charming stranger offers me directions.