Stanzaic Stylings

I wandered aimlessly. I had no direction and wanted none. I was done. There was no fight left in me. I had taken her from doctor to doctor looking for a different diagnosis, a different prognosis, anything that would keep her alive. Nothing worked. No one could save her. I buried her yesterday. I have nothing more to live for. She was my everything. The sun to my moon, the yin to my yang. We were all that ever mattered in my life. Now there’s not even a child to remind me of her. We lost our only child years many ago in infancy. There isn’t even pain now. There’s just a dull ache where she used to fill me up. A vast emptiness that no one will ever be able to fill. Finally, weary to the bone and feeling totally used up I stopped walking. I hadn’t realized that I’d walked so far. The tree is stark but the sun shining through it speaks to me somehow. I don’t quite understand what’s happening but I feel…something. I continue to gaze up at the ...

I've had to walk a mile In far too many shoes Had to fight some battles I thought for sure that I would lose Something deep within me wouldn't let me give up Just when I thought my strength was gone Something came along and filled my cup I've watched my blood fall to the floor In times I no longer wanted to live my life Some of the saddest scars I possess Came from the blade of my own knife I lay prisoner for hours While my captor left me bloody and bruised One thing all of it taught me Was to be strong, fight, refuse to ever again be used I lay there thinking my life Was surely about to end I prayed the lord for a savior But not one angel did he send In that moment I had to survive Had to gather all that I had The only one I could count on then Was me...it truly was so sad I lived through that moment And have struggled in every possible way The things that experience taught me Made me the person you see standing here today I will go on living I will never be broken again B...