Internal Graffiti
Revival
I recall the many days
Lost in my reveries,
Surrounded in distress;
Afraid to chase my dreams
Everyone would tell me
I would only go nowhere…
While sitting in darkness, I continued
to write of my despair
Each day, an endless nightmare;
I longed to breathe my final breath
But I continued to write during my battles
Until no ink was left
Now I stand in liberation,
Looking back to where it all began;
It was in those days of pain and solitude
That I became the person that I now am
copyright(c)
April 2007
Deanna Prall
Lost in my reveries,
Surrounded in distress;
Afraid to chase my dreams
Everyone would tell me
I would only go nowhere…
While sitting in darkness, I continued
to write of my despair
Each day, an endless nightmare;
I longed to breathe my final breath
But I continued to write during my battles
Until no ink was left
Now I stand in liberation,
Looking back to where it all began;
It was in those days of pain and solitude
That I became the person that I now am
copyright(c)
April 2007
Deanna Prall
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