The days I was alone are many...
With me as my only company...
In Solitary I reaped nothing...
Still peace and calmness was surrounding...
I felt it a bliss initially...
Then realized I missed many emotions intentionally...
Then I became choosey in letting people within me...
Hoping they will care and help me find the old me...
Few listened to my pain and just left...
Few listened to my pain and consoled...
But...
Very few listened to my pain and stood by my side...
Gave me strength and hit me with happiness as tide...
All we need is a caring heart...
To heal us and lift us apart...
They helped me restore myself from nothing...
And became my anything and everything...
Dedicated to my Redeemers...
-----Sizzle-----
