What comes one day shall not last.
It will soon disappear only to become the past.
Can you take it because you cannot escape it.
The fire is burning, the candle is lit.
Choice comes forth like an austere dawn.
Its hard to get used to when you feel like a pawn.
Go on and breathe.
Take it all in: the pain, the seethe.
One day it will be.
You will see.
Be unafraid.
Flowers on the porch have been laid.
Rest.
Fight.
Live.
For all that you are.
