Following Destiny

I am alone, feeling lost without a soul.
Secluding myself from society, living in a hole.
I have no desire to leave until my mind is clear.
I know that God is there and that he is near.
I sit on the cold floor and I start to think hard.
Thinking of getting better after falling apart.
Leaving the hole, I start to walk around.
The roar of laughter makes me feel down.
I see mostly enemies but, I also see friends.
I tell them my story and they begin to understand.
Enjoying talking and laughing with them.
When I am around my friends I feel better.
It helps my mood to rise all together.
I do wish I had the strength to stand on my own too feet.
Being able to remember and to think clearly.
The good times is what I live for.
All those bad thoughts can just go out the door.
People are who they are and I am me.
Existing in this world following my destiny.