Fly

I spent years of my life trying desperately to fill the hollow space that echoed from within my soul.

I tried to quiet its cry with a beautiful home built for entertaining, with the cliche family portrait from our beach vacation hanging on the wall.

I tried to drown out the noise with a TV in every room, fancy jewelry, designer handbags, and a luxury car in the driveway.

I tried to shoot it, drink it, bake it, smoke it, paint it, decorate it, buy it, make it, and fake it away, but to no avail.

It wasn’t long before my soul became weak and weary from the weight of my heavy heart. Until finally, my legs buckled under the pressure and I was swallowed; engulfed by my own void.

As I awakened from my slumber my vision was now crystal clear. Before me appeared an illuminated path and the deafening echo disappeared.

And like a phoenix rising from the ashes. I left it all behind.

Freed from the void and ready to fly.