My mind often finds itself lost
Between the space running in parallel
With the time that keeps us apart.
Depending on where you and I stand
These words will no doubt come across different.
When I share my story, my intention is not to harvest your pity.
No, not when I can do that exceptionally well on my own.
Nine out of ten dentists have nothing for this cavity
Naturally, It’s not a teeth thing,
It is instead, the emptiness I keep hidden within.
A void I shamelessly fill with material desires that do nothing
In the mending of my soul.
Took a long time to understand what strength means to me
It’s not the relentlessness of one’s conviction,
Or having hope that is absolute or concrete.
Strength begins in the admittance of weakness.
Strength, to me, is having the courage to be kind
To others and yourself
Despite having no incentive to do so
At all.
– O.D. ©2019
Art by: Aenami
O.D. 
I understand that cavity well.
Its the worst kind of cavity.
You have given such good and evocative words to this “cavity”.
Thank you so much Anne