I'm still here...
and not completely broken,
as I walk through the darkness
with hardly any words spoken.
I can feel him by my side
guiding me through,
he whispers words
I never knew.
I'm learning to trust him
with my sorrows,
as he promises me a
brighter tomorrow.
I read the words each day
for peace and solitude,
and as I listen to the words
he's spoken,
I am reminded...
I'm not completely broken.
2010 Faye Beaulieu