Just hanging around waiting to turn around

Just doing time by myself, in the corner with no one else around. Without permission or supervision. Up to my own accord. It is my world to clean and remove all that can be seen. New beginings, new wounds to mend. All is lost but I will rise again. It could be worse and I am sure someday will be. Too bad That I did not enjoy all that I had when I had it. Without getting specific as that would bore you worse than I am already I have grown in several ways that are good. Trouble does seem to humble one. Not that I needed it but it does leave me more appreciative that all of us struggle through hard times and we are all alone to deal with our problems. It is only you who can be your sherpa. Friends can comfort you but not carry you as far as you need to go.