When you found your way away from me
I found my way with words
My back tells the story of a heavy heart
and crossing a burning bridge filled me with scars
But my voice
huddle deep in my chest,
Never left me
I don't have a dollar to my name
But dignity is not something that money can buy
Maybe you hold my pieces
But you will never see the finished picture
That the new parts of me have created
Maybe the Space inside me will never be filled
But that's all the more room for my heart to keep beating
So I will keep going.
