I stumble
I fall
I've been through it all
I break
I bend
But I will always mend
And when the grips I held
Keep telling me no
When the doors are closed
And I don't know where to go
I will run to the mountains
Where I find my light
I will chase the sun
Reminding me what's bright
No it's not easy
And no it's not smooth
But there's something so breathtaking
About seeking the truth
And it's the process of healing
That's so worth the wait
And though you may be tested
The end result is great
Jul 21, 2015
Jul 21, 2015 at 12:59 AM UTC
I stumble
I fall
I've been through it all
I break
I bend
But I will always mend
And when the grips I held
Keep telling me no
When the doors are closed
And I don't know where to go
I will run to the mountains
Where I find my light
I will chase the sun
Reminding me what's bright
No it's not easy
And no it's not smooth
But there's something so breathtaking
About seeking the truth
And it's the process of healing
That's so worth the wait
And though you may be tested
The end result is great
