PSYKE Self Injury Poetry I Thank the Sun for Rising |
As I was sitting
I got to realize
How selfish and unfealing
I had come to be
The friendships I was risking
Mean the world to me
If I had hurt
Or lost a friend
I may just want to cry
But what comes now
For what it's worth
Won't make me want to die
I thank the sun for rising
And opening up my eyes
And chasing away the blindness
That kept me from my life
With its bold unyielding lies
I'd thank the fog for clearing
I'd thank the break of day
If I could learn the language
If I could find way
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