Here I am what do you think of me now?
I was lost in the river of sorrow, but you saved me.
I thought I was just a forgotten soul, left behind on a lonely road. I was broken down and close to tears, telling myself to just let go of this world.
I feel sad and confused because of what I have let myself become.
I never thought that I would let my lies go so far but I was just a forgotten soul.
I wanted to feel loved and known but to do all this I had to weave a web of deceit and lies.
Which I did but first I lived my life, and so then I could let go of all of it, to become a forgotten soul once again.
By Mindy brown
With much sorrow was this wrote
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
be strong Mindy, the healing has started - you know what you did, and you now know better who you are - and that is the person someone will love. No more sorrow - get up and get to work be yourself.