Can Something Good Happen, Please?!
I have been sitting in the dark so long.
Can something good happen please?!
I’m tired of every day bringing me to my knees.
I try to smile through my tears and not give in to the fear.
I want to SCREAM!
But who will hear; who would care?
So, I remain silent, on the outside, while an angry war rages in my brain, my heart, and my soul.
Every day my spirit tires more.
I live to sleep – then wake again to fight, until I can once again find that quiet place where all is well, all is right.
And wait until the light once more shines down to warm this weary heart.
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