i was broken
i never saw the sun
looking for salvation
always on the run
i was careless
i took more than i gave
walking with my head down
directly towards my grave
then i stumbled
i saw my broken wings
and then it occurred to me
that all that's left is everything
i've been angry
i've cried myself to sleep
i used to think this uphill road
would get the best of me
the fog, it lifted
i had an awakening
in my rebirth i discovered
that all that's left is everything
now i see sunshine
and the wind whispers my name
i am a woman
and i dance between the rain
i am alive now
i'll show you strength you never knew
and when i falter
i land in a softness that i call truth
we all can look back
and see we all have broken wings
still they carry us
because all that's right is everything
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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