I feel it is
On days like this
When all I feel is faith
And reason is kind
Yet she walks beside me
A shadow
I see her though I don't want to
She's broken
With a splintered heart of steel
She's the one who's given up
Who watched as they ripped out her soul
She still holds her head high
Because He holds her through it all
But she'll never be the same
And it's because she is the same.
The same as all the rest.
Except there's a real hole
Gaping in her chest
And she stumbles to stand tall.
Every turn
Is not just a reminder
But a bleeding scar
Broken promises and bones
Littered everywhere
Like a poison
Eating at her veins
She can't forgive herself
For covering her own eyes
And looking up
Is it really possible
To watch her walk away?
I feel it is
On days like this
Oh God, help me -
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