Learning to Live Again
I searched for you While in my darkness To find you laughing at me Believing I'm filled with nonsense You stomped on my heart
By S. D. Clyde5 years ago in Poets
'It's a race to the finish' Or so they had said. Homicide or suicide? What's in her head? Her face shows no anger, No fear, no dread.
I want to thank you for the times You lifted me up How your music brought laughter When my smile wouldn’t budge No matter my mental
I want to thank you for helping me Find my smile once more While in my darkest of times With Pain knocking at my door A symbol of compassion
I pleaded and begged As I offered my hand For you to please take me To that comforting land You refused and denied You said I'm not ready
