Lost and alone in a world of hurt and pain

Knives fly suddenly out of the hostile dark

A future stolen, a present filled with fear

How do we grow from here?

A yawning chasm gapes wide

A maze of a million directions lies ahead

Frozen in fear from impossible choice

How do we find a voice?

Choose to be always raw from eternal wounds

Choose to become stone, never to feel again

Covered with scars and lost in the night

Cowering from the light

Finding at last a path through the endless dark

Embracing the pain, renewing a barren heart

Understanding comes which path leads ahead

A different road to tread

So I sow my future in a field ploughed with scars

Denying the scoffers who call this barren ground

I know there is nurture to be found in this pain

And I will bloom again