Only the strong survive

7weeks i spend dead in my own close casket, no hearing no breathing thought it was really the end for me, no pain but insanity as i layed there every night on my hospital bed, thinking it all in my head, how stupid i was for ending up in here, Wondering how did i possibly survive, conscience threw it all, a real life crisis made me fall, into a darkness i fell hard, lost it all in a matter of seconds, and in minutes slowly revealing a new life in gods hands, hallucinations of my own god him self walking together as he held me up again, carrying me i really could see only one set of footprints in the sand, heal my physical and healed my heart with a new soul, and in his plans for a new life was given by a miracle, he whispered to me in my ear my child only the strong survive, and whatever doesn't kill you will only make you stronger, so i remember it so clear that i can't believe im still here, threw the pain and all the tears i survived this wicked game which will eat you up and spit you out if you don't play fair and so with my faith i gave it my all, fell on my face now i walk with a scar, a reminder to my tragedy and my mistakes I've learned that only can the strong survive. Favi