Going Through It
Pain casts doubt, Forever broken shade, Water rushes to my cheek, As memories erase good days, Forbidden reasons, To think of you, Takes my sorrow, Pulls it through, The fire burns destitute, Upon a candle wick, I have faded thoughts, And I'm sick of it, Give me mercy now, For I can't see the path, As if you ever knew me, Cause I only saw your wrath, So I hold my self accountable, Although its very clear, that I've dealt with so much shit, And lingered in the fear, I keep my head held high, And walk standing tall, Cause I grew even stronger, Going through it all
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