amenard89's Journal

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Oct 2007
3:39 PM EDT

For four years

For four years I struggled

I wrestled you night after night

And you were always stronger

And every morning

I covered the bruises

And made the best of my muses

I healed best the bones that had broken

For four years

I was alone

But at the same time

I was still alive

But yet feeling destroyed

Ready to self-destruct

The distinction between heaven and hell was know a blur

For four years

There was what you called tough love

I thought it rough

For everyday, for all the years

I tried to try and fell and failed

I tried to write...this is all I got

I tried to sing, but this is how it sounds.

But after all was said and done

You were now in the true place known to hell

With dripping pipes

Solid steel bars

Concrete coffins

And food that will turn your insides out

And one morning

I woke up and for the first time

Noticed the sun

I felt the beat of my heart

It was like a piece of art

I started to cry

Forgetting everything I had tried

Leaving everything behind

Because guess what… I survived

And where are you today?!

Because I'm exactly where I want to be!!!

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Username: amenard89

Gender / Age: Female, 35

Location: USA - Rhode Island