I have suffered alone.
No one to turn to,
No where to roam.
Years of abuse
I had to survive.
It's a miracle of God-
That I am still alive.
Starring death in the face
With each breath I take.
Am I really alive?
Or is this a mistake?
Horrible traumas
Haunted me day and night.
But in the strength of the Lord
I continued my fight.
Desperate and battered,
As my mind was shattered.
Into tiny parts.....
Along with my heart.
