One Day
I can still stand.
Even when there is no place to call ground.
I can smile.
Even if I,m the only one
I can laugh.
Even while I,m crying inside.
I can feel.
yes even with a broken heart.
I can play.
Before and after each day.
I can sing.
As the wind carriers my voice away.
and I can fly.
Even when darkness clouds the sky.
I am strong.
even while hurt.
Broken but not useless.
Used but not without worth.
Alone but not forgotten.
Masquerading in false happiness.
living between pain and self hate.
Self worth a theme I can only imitate.
Wasting away in the realm of life.
Disappearing piece by piece.
No longer believing in my own heart.
Needing another s hand to get a new start.
Perhaps one day their will be hope.
Yes one day.
Copyright © Deshawn Legrand | Year Posted 2011
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