And I'M Still Here Trying To Heal
Watching you strive this instinctive way
Reminds me of a time I broke my blades.
Blessed with a choice of either the grey
Or keep believing black and white stay.
Implications and situations bind me
Blood letting and grotesque be.
Looking back at the fate I questioned
I’m still here in front god’s attention.
Each day was considered a form of hell’s plight
On the simple notion heartache did fight
This poem or written thought reminds me I was once like you
And with that reminder I’m here to tell I’m still healing, you will too.
Copyright © Zammy Ickler | Year Posted 2011
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