I guess there is a reason for the pain I constantly feel
Meaning in the length of time it takes for me to heal
I may not see it now but in time I'm sure I will
It's all part of the prophecy I must fulfill
The tearful nights spent debilitated by heartache
At moments seemed like too much for me to take
But I held on through the worst of despair
And now I use those memories to inspire and share
Maybe my story lets others know that they are not alone
When they are sad, angry, or cut down to the bone
Because I've suffered yet I am still standing here today
As proof that the misery will eventually go away
So all the sorrow I endure on pages I spread
And turn my trauma into something beautiful instead
And one day this pain in my chest will grow into something so beautiful
