|Posted by Tricia Douglas on October 13, 2009 at 12:43 AM|
Crying on the inside,
on the outsise i shed so few tears.
I wish I could just go hide,
is the end of this battle near.
My heart aches to see the day,
That I am free to live again.
That I can stand and say,
I have come through and I win.
Will that day ever come
or will I always live in dread and fear
Is to hope just being dumb
will there be an end to the tears.