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When the Sky Clears
I have suffered and I have cried,
and still there remains some pain
inside, but no longer can I hide from
the sunshine and the world.
I awaken to a new road, still with
fresh goals, and dreams that grow,
I know I will not be made completely
whole, but I cannot just lie down and die.
All the tears in the world cannot undo
what has been done, for once I am feeling
alive again, scars not yet healed, tenderness
remains, but there is recovery on the way.
I can once again taste the rain, and feel
a strange sort of lightness, I wakened from
my cocoon of mourning, to see the bright of
day.
Little by little it grow easier still, and more
struggle are ahead, but for now I cannot
suffer any longer, not in completely agony,
only soft brief moments of melancholy.
I have accepted this fate put upon me,
I will no longer torment myself with the
what could have beens, I must not forget
who I am. My soul comes back to me wounded
and perhaps with apiece missing, but it is still
mine again.
My heart does not bleed as much and my
mind has calmed its torrent, I am ready to
take the fresh step on new soil still damp,
but waiting.
So here I am to make amends with myself,
to find some peace and acceptance with
what has been laid out, I see more clearly
now.
9:21 PM - 4/3/2006 -
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