The dead trees give off life
The barren branches grow green
The brown grass becomes lush
The flowers become fruitful
The sun shows its face
And the warmth shows proof
For spring has come

The months of dying have ended
The season of laments has drawn to a close
As warmth has come to our land
The frozen ground has thawed
As the snow has melted away
And the cold has left the air
For spring has come

We live in the cool morning
Dwell in the warm afternoon
Then sleep in the cold night
Spring has come
As our days get longer
And our nights become shorter
For spring is here

The air is filled with singing
We build houses and plant gardens
We wed and have sons and daughters
We fiind sons for our wives
And we give our daughters into marriage
And they too will have sons and daughters
And we seek peace in this warming spring

Time of growing has come about
A time where all sad things will come untrue
We will live for all good things
And the life of the world in which we live
We leave our small houses
And we venture into the unknown
For spring has come

We venture from our comfortable dwellings
Into centers of pain
To go to hell on earth
To give life to the lifeless
Hope to the hopeless
Life for the world
For all sad things are becoming untrue

For He will wipe away the tears from all eyes
Death will become no more
Pain will pass away from us
The season is changing
Crying and mourning will be but a memory
For all things will pass away in their time
And all things will be made new

This time of summer is coming
Spring has come
In this spring all is being made new
For The Lord is coming
But Summer will arrive
And all things will be new
For The Lord will have come

lyin on the floor
nothing left
to give anymore

your lips fall
and your eyes
they can't hold all the pain

and a time comes
when all of your lies
fiind you
and you give up the fight

but tonight
you feel like
you've been broken for the first time
again
and all that you've worked to hold in
comes crashing down in waves
And tonight
all of these roads that you've paved
start crumbling out of site
And tonight
It isn't the first time

and the stars flicker
over your head
and you think about
all the times that you've bled

And when tomorrow
finds you
you'll be
drownin in your thoughts like before

but tonight
you feel like
you've been broken for the first time
again
and all that you've worked to hold in
comes crashing down in waves
And tonight
all of these roads that you've paved
start crumbling out of site
And tonight
It isn't the first time

What is holding you back?
That feeling of fear or being rejected?
Is it that little voice in your head that tells you otherwise?
Or could it be that your parents have told you so?
OR did you hear it from a stranger?
Did you dream about it when you were at your lowest?
Did you learn to harness that energy?
How long did it take for you to actually believe it?
How many times were you hurt by words?
Before you realized that they were just words?
If you are still stuck in this place that is okay.!
From what I hear people are still searching for their way out.
Some have found their way like no other has before.
That is something to be extremely satisfied of!
In the end if you can't fiind your way out.
Ask for help.
Sometimes thats all we need.