still here

life has sank me to my knees

I have risen

I have cried rivers of tears

but I still know how to smile and mean it

been back stabbed, cheated on, lied to

lied on, betrayed and abandoned

left breathing in a world where not one gave a damn

I'm still here

had days where words would not come

no not even prayer

silence held me, I'm still here

lost track of seasons, old before I was old

tired beyond tired

I'm still here, I did not die

not afraid of dying, I've been dying all my life

childhood evaporated leaving me in the hands of

anothers misery yet I did not quit

believing in wonder and mystery...

lost more than I can say

robbed of youth, denied the truth

but secrets don't die they rise up to greet you

family wars, emotional scars generations old

I still have warmth in my heart

I did not grow cold

the more they took the more I gave

saved by faith, live by grace

never will my dreams bend by fear

not afraid of darkness

I'm still here

There's not a lot about the dark I don't know, so I summed it all up in this poem of sorts .Whatever we go through we have a choice to stay in the place frozen where life puts us or rise even if we only have enough space literally or figuratively to do so. Each time all I had on my side was the ability to rise, even if it was only an inner rising.