Sad, empty eyes told the story,
Of a heart so very lost,
Who had searched the land for answers at every given cost.
Never finding a connection,
Always hatred & rejection.
The bar was way to low,
So accepted all the blows,
Which is now taking it’s tow.
But when she stopped searching,
It was then that she emerged,
Saw the light,
Which gave her the fight,
To begin, To win,
She knew then,
She could do absolutely
anything…
Everyone's a Batley Poet
i love this!! a story of triumph. The eyes speak sadness at first until she stopped to retrieve her light, the light she was searching for all along was within her
This is my cousin, she has been through alot. Especially with loss. Love this!