I thought FATE
Would make me a better person
I thought wrong
it made me worse
No
God healed my hurts
All my SCARS
All my pain
Just to find me gone
Hidden away
unreachable
gone
vanished in the smoke
Now here I am
as gone as I could be
I try to reach his grasp
but I need a miracle
bigger than when he saved my life
but nothing's coming to me
Why can't I surrender myself to my need
Is it my pride or is it my self reliance
who cares
I just wanna give in to myself
but I can't
I need some miracle to come to me
Cause
I
can't
do
it
on
my
own
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Return to his hand.... Golden touch a reality Now here I am as gone as I could be I try to reach his grasp but I need a miracle bigger than when he saved my life but nothing's coming to me