The truth is out
I struggle to contain
What could I do to change my mind
It keeps hitting me
The words leaving me unconscious
Lifeless, I hit the ground.
See I am hurting but not broken
Down but I will not die
Fell into a hole of weary.
I am using all my strength to get out of this hole.
Some say it is a mystery
How I still believe
I will rise up from the ashes
In spite of all I have been through
Gathering all my strength, I found myself whole again.
See; ….. I had a power they cannot see with their eyes.
It’s a little thing called FAITH that makes BROKEN WINGS FLY.
©invisibleLyn, 2017.
(Joycelyn Baah)
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