BY MATTIE WOODSIDE

A difficult path I walked,

quickly,

to the only place I knew I could find relief.

Alone.

I sat, thinking,

contemplating,

my mind racing,

wondering,

when the pain would end.

When would I be free?

It seemed that minutes turned into hours,

hours into days,

days into years.

I had been full!

But happiness was far from my grasp.

It wasn’t until I was

empty,

completely empty,

that I truly felt the happiness I had yearned for.

I was free. At last.

I stood from my sitting place,

a sigh of relief and joy.

No longer chained to my suffering,

I flushed.

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