Broken down,
Fallen deep,
Lost feelings,
That I keep.
Fighting always,
Break away,
Bad thoughts,
Always stay.
Looking further,
Find the light,
You are my beacon,
Shining ever so bright.
Helping me up,
Out of this hole,
Making this life,
Seem not as dull.
Pushing the pain,
Way down,
Enjoying this happiness,
That I have found.
You WERE the disease that made me strong
This infection's fighting all that's wrong..
March 24 - June 3
Author notes
Written June 17th, 2005
