she walked through warwith a smile,and she cameback stronger.

oh darling,don’t be their wind,for you are a storm.

she was healing andwith that she started knowing her worth,knowing she is betterthan what they told her she could be.knowing that if sheloses herself, thereis nothing left to lose.she wasn’t changing,she was becoming.

she’s caught between hell, and heaven.a cold heart andthe fire in her soul.smile of an angel,mind of the devil.

but dear, there is sun after rain, love after pain.