My life left in pieces, It seems so unfair,

Parts of my life that I just could not bare.


Lost in this world, not knowing which way to turn,

My mind always spinning, will I ever learn?


As I pick up the pieces, I'm reminded of the pain,

My teardrops falling, falling like rain.


When I see a tiny glimmer of light, 

A slight  and refreshing wind of hope,

The wind picks up, and dries my tears,

And carries away some of my fears.


I start to feel the strength that I need to fight,

To fight against this dark place where I reside,

To fight against the pain I feel inside!



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Last Updated: January 14, 2014

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