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.
