Broken bridges, broken life
Bitter feelings add to your strife
Left alone, left you are,
To face the blows, to face the mar
It won't matter, whether you burn or quiver
Fate she will take as much as you give her
Blown to bits your dreams, it wasn't fair
Get over it like it wasn't even there
Marching ahead, no boulder spread
Can stop you on your way
Tears flow all too slow
But you push to keep them at bay
Strength they say will bear the weight
Of wounds inflicted on your soul
Perseverance shall pave the path
Unto making you whole
© kronosaphrodite
