Blue Sun Room FILK - FILK
I survived
Despite it all
It didn't matter what you thought
Did
Or said
I kept going
I walked through the thorns
With blades in my chest
Scars on my body
Tears in my eyes
I don't know how I did it sometimes
No
I do
The gentle hands that comfort me
The sweet voices that calmed me
The strong persences that stood behind me
That allowed me to stand tall
To walk on
To heal
To dry my eyes
I found it in me to go on
To travel on
To leave you
Fight back
To allow my own thoughts to spill through
Find myself
Love myself
Be myself
Comments
Saturday, 20 January 2007 17:26
Now this is just awesome, Slice...beautiful and empowering imagery...flowing structure...only thing that was criticism-inducing is one spelling mistake. My hat's off to you:D
BEB
BEB
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