and this is the spot where I sat hollow.
empty after the worst nine months
of the first thirty four years
shipwrecked a thousand miles from water
and this is the road that took me back to sane.
full of pot holes, inquisitions and self loathing
in time the water drained
my feet touching ground
and that was the trek that led me back to who I was.
through the artic madness of chemical imbalance
I probably gave up hope a few times but you never did
even though I gave you every reason to
you had my back
when no else did
I got lucky when you found me
I can't say thank you enough