I Survived
Hurt, Pain
Sorrow, not knowing i was the blame.
Depression, Recession, Agression.
Love wasn't effective.
The joy was gone, a love lost.
I soon turned to god to say,
Send this devil away.
Praying, learning,giving him my all.
Confiding in people, learning to love, showing them my flaws.
No!
I wasn't perfect, but it helps with all.
The pain, the sorrow, the blame
Soon i didn't fall, I worked it out i tried and,
I began to realize, I found my fear inside.
I made it, I SURVIVED!!!
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