I feel better than when I thought I couldn't be happy again
Better than when I cried in the dark feeling like I could never win
Being forced into a life of sin cant be drowned out by drugs and gin
The smile is creeping back to me as I pull away from the tragedy
The demons choking me are losing their grip after years of struggle and desperate battling
A magical moment when hope re-enters my heart the flowers are brighter; the world more lovely
My story is not yet over, I progress cautiously I brighten and strengthen, as my soul mends
Clarus Luna Somnium · Thu Aug 28, 2008 @ 07:50pm · 0 Comments |