The Valley of Shadows and Death

I remember my past;
t’was filled with shadows
and death.
Struggling to survive on
emptiness and regret.

Biting my tongue,
eyes dripping fearful tears
living each moment
with no faith for years.

Didn’t know who I was,
stripped of my dignity and pride.
I tried to be up front
but they pushed me aside.

I wanted to heal
but they kept re-hurting the wounds;
End this, I cried, end this soon!

Why must human beings
seethe with envy and lies?
Deceiving about love,
do you think you’re that high?

You degust me.
You’re all sick.
Why must you tear me down?
Don’t you know
that I don’t want to be a part of this crowd?

End this!
End this soon!

Now two years later,
here I am,
slowly rising from the pits.
No one can stop me now,
not even your fits.

Oh yes, I’ve learned
that life is hard;
learned it so much
that I’m reaching to stars.

Not to mention
I found the love
That you told me I’d never get;
the love that makes it so easy
to forget
that I no longer need to live in fear.
That fear is an image that
mustn’t interfere.