It's Okay

It's ok to be alone.

It's ok to feel hurt.

It's ok to give up.

And It's ok to not feel at all.

You're a withered soul,

In a scorching cold desert.

And every step hurts.

And every direction a mirage.

Yet you walk for miles,

In search for Oasis.

You trust yourself.

You trust the desert.

And even if the direction.

Didn't lead you to Oasis.

It made sure you met,

New friends new lovers.

Journey is never a waste.

It scars you.

Scars you deep,

In the most beautiful ways.

You're warmer because

You were cold once.

You're wiser because

You were once foolish.