It's a new way of life.
A new method.
A broken plan,
Shadowed grove.
I'm beginning--
But am I alone?
This is the only life
I have ever known.
How do I ask
For help from a stranger?
How do I admit
I need someone?
How do I say
I'm slipping?
How do I realize
What's wrong?
I have no faith.
No real trust.
I'm barely strong enough.
But....I'll be alright.
I can do this.
I can find God.
Find love.
Find meaning.
Lost and broken.
Destroyed and burned.
I can fight again.
I can be strong.
I never claimed
To be whole--
So now I'm admitting it.
I haven't been well.
I've never been well.
I'm going to get through it.
Going to breathe.
Just trust me.
I will enjoy
This new way
Of living
My blessed life.
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