I shall not submit to the poisonous thoughts
that criss-crosses my mind effortlessly
with their truck load of venom
ready to unleash havoc in my life
Even though I stand in this patch of sadness
I shall cry my tears for now
and extinguish the anguish in my heart
calling upon the Lord above
I shall rekindle the flame
and my days shall be filled with light
and my heart shall be a beacon of hope, love and faith
I shall pick up my heart
and stitch it with my bare hands
the broken pieces shall come together once again
and the fresh heart beat shall emerge from the ashes
with its heavenly sounds I shall conquer life once again
I shall learn to forgive and forget
the essence of my renewed self
I shall learn to pray
calling upon the Lord above
to remove the scars in my heart
I shall stand proud
and wallow in the pool of my happiness
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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