My Awakening
Depths of sorrow
In a heart that is hollow
Scarred by your lies
You await my demise
Each cut an inch deep
Slowly dying in my sleep
Those openings you call eyes
The bed of most of your lies
Held secrets of deceit
It is I you wish to defeat
But I am defeating me
By being with you
Out these openings I can see
I know what I have to do
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I'll leave you with something positive!
You see things differently once you step outside of yourself and see what the world sees. Life is a beautiful thing...a journey. Our purpose is to grow. There must be rainy days for a flower to grow. If the sun is shining all the time there is no growth. So my people: Grow!