All I Had
Jan 13, 2023
A personal poem
Dancing thru the darkness is how I live,
Trying to find some kind of meaning
Among the deepest kind of darkness.
There are beautiful stars next to me.
My soul is still able to grow, darling.
There is still light in my soul.
I know no-one can see it,
But it is, in fact, very real.
Dancing thru the darkness is how I live,
Trying to find some kind of meaning
Among the deepest kind of darkness.
No one held my hand to help me,
All I had was my wounded heart.
But I am still standing tall, love.
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