Still I rise from all the agonizing pain
very little is to be gained
I looked to the past
saw all the troubles
werent there to last
but there to bring me up
Looking to the future
seeing all that is to come
to begin the new torture
worse than what already been done
Finally I look at today
confused and lost
like in a dark cave
I refuse to give up
wanting to overcome
I rise and begin to walk
Hopefully I'll find my way
1-23-2012
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem