I lie in my bed, lost,
My soul covered with frost.
As I start to shiver,
My soul begins to wither.
The tears fall down my face
As I try to find my place
In this lonely world,
All so cold.
I begin to cry
As I start to try
To change my fate,
For it's not too late.
The tears begin to fade
As I regret the choices I made
In my dark and gloomy past.
I know this depression won't last.
So I begin to see
There is hope for me
As my soul begins to shine,
For I am glad this life is mine.
Beautiful poem. Wow, I can tell you wrote this poem from your heart. I love it.
This Life Is Mine
Published by Family Friend Poems August 2009 with permission of the Author.
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