BEFORE I STOOD UP

Life left in ruins... A shadowy past...
Once proud and strong but not to last...
Look back with sorrow at What used to be...
Wake up more hollow, So empty... Less me...
Thoughts that i have pollute through my soul...
Destroy all potential and my self control...
My bitterness blossoms from venomous seeds...
Nourishing sadness my hatred it feeds...
I curse those who used me and spat in my face...
You hurt me and dropped me in this lonely place...
Not sheltered or kept my state is my own...
This harvest i reap is What i have sown...
Whats left i lay down my Will in reserve...
The Day comes dawning and all i deserve...
I'm battered and bruised with my fight for life...
Emotionally broken and beaten with strife...
This mirror i look through reflects none of me...
It once Told of ego and futures of WE...
This place Where i fell enslaved all I'd BE...
THE TRUTH THAT HAS RISEN HAS SET MY PAIN FREE.
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Posted: Sep 2013

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