In the darkness, in the silence,
Only faint memories of joy are heard.
Overrun by difficulties and stresses,
We strain to understand a single word.
It is in those times, when faith is fading,
When no questions of life make sense,
The truth of friendship calls our name,
Says what seems broken only has dents.
Out of the silence, the night so dark,
Growing from dim to almost sunlight.
We see other faces, they are all around us,
Lending their strength to increase our might.
Now we're stronger, no longer silent,
Our voices are a chorus; hope is on the mend.
Blessings abound because we are surrounded,
By great men, we have the honor to call friend.
Live as the sun shines in the sky.
Live as high as the birds can fly.
Live as the
Everyone is searching
for the missing piece in life.
The key to unlock the door
Before I became strong, I knew what it was like
To be weak,
How difficult it is t
My mirror is broken, or at least it seems to be,
for today I discovered an old man starin
Get that nit comb through those strands,
This lice lotion best of brands,
Naught
I've always used words to describe him
In my mind.
I guess that's why I've found
Since all my steps are audience of my past,
a past damasked by relevant joys, pain, growt
I am fighting a battle of loneliness and disrespect
My pain with relations has reached it
I don't go to sleep at night
because you haunt my dreams,
and waking up to find y
It feels good to be in your arms,
to feel the warmth of your touch.
I love to loo
