The snow storm had struck the world outside And there she was sitting inside....in the dark With a body full of bruises Her arm was fractured And her knees went weak That she couldn't even stand. The eye was all blue...as if punched brutally Some wounds were deep...and they were still bleeding It was hard to move....as it hurt really bad.
But then a gentle touch was felt A touch full of love...by a loved one The love was so warm...that it sat their like a bonfire And it lightened up the whole place! So much love...that it could heal every wound So much love...that it melt her frozen heart.
And in the end... The fire of love healed her And she rose again like a phoenix.
Sometimes my soul is just the way I explained in the beginning. It hurts really bad inside and I feel a lot of anxiety. But my sister is the one who is always there for me...she provides me the strength and helps me stand strong. I feel really good to have her.