WHERE I WALK, I BECOME

 
it’s your road.
just yours.

some people might walk beside you for a while.
hold your hand when it gets rough.
maybe even carry your weight when you’re too tired.

but still

no one can walk it for you.
not the hard parts.
not the healing.
not the becoming.

this is your path to figure out.

your steps to take.
your story to live.