The dark tone in your
voice begs to be heard
Trembling hands
desperately reach
Awaiting to be held
The broken clock upon
the wall only reminds you of time lost
Or that will never
be...
Some seem to justify
everything
Just so they don't have
to take ownership of anything
Our attitude is
evidence of this
Too many times people
speak of days old hate
Completely undermining
just how safe one can feel to be safe
Because when everything
seems helpless
We must do our best to
survive
To push on...
To take it one day at a
time
And if the day is too
much
Take one hour at a time
And if one hour proves
too much
Take a minute at a time
Don't stop moving
The act of trying gives
you hope
Because your current
situation is not your final destination
We all fall down
And lose that spark
Be sure to ignite the
flame once again upon rising
And shine bright
So the light will carry
you though
Making you remember
that we must be greater than what we suffer...
Always.
©
2017
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