found myself through losing you,
Through every hurt I stumbled through.
Through every night I questioned why,
And wiped the proof from tired eyes.
You were the path I wouldn't choose,
The kind of road that leaves a bruise.
But even pain can guide a soul
Back to the place it should feel whole.
So now I stand where I belong,
Not untouched, but twice as strong.
You were the hard way home to me-
But still, I made it back free.