I felt my world unfolding So confused What was true? What was right? It was like a tsunami Ripped through my life I was drowning from the destruction I found the way to save myself I found the rock, the branch, to cling onto To pull myself away From the Ghost of the relationship From the debris of Pain Poetry β I will not let go My freedom to write about The life that nearly ended mine Beyond Sunset and Sunrise this Is a fight I will never give up?