Is one who always gives
Never afraid to take a sip
Asking "do you need a lift?"
Brother passed by
Left lane
All his
Past gone
Self insane
No, our pain is not a game
Judge not from outside
Inside we feel cold rain
We will never hide
We will never blame
It's time to rise
And float away
Never shame
Their rise to fame
Gorgeous soul
With glittered holes
Left by tragic
Deaths remain
Creep in softly
With new words
Speaking truth
So, to be heard
Wise beyond human life
Touched by grief
So we bear
Breaking ice
Tears fall thrice
Making fear
Run for it's life
We are strong
With wind & fire
Nothing like a wasted life
Entwined together
Through stormy weather
By souls attachment
You and
We are one
YOU ARE READING
This is my truth
Non-FictionMy life has been an intense journey from a little girl who was beaten down and abused into believing that she was worthless, to a woman at 43 years of age who is still desperately searching for who she truly is. I found her though. I did. And she wr...
