Foundations made anew

Make of it what you will

Forged in tribulation,

an unforgettable experience,

fallen to unimaginable depths,

shine of life now smeared away 

Dreams now shattered,

remade with a part missing,

never to be found again.

Life still there to be lived

5 years on, fighting back, 

to obtain my life again.

Acceptance for a price,

a price worth paying.

Remade anew, 

on foundations of strife.

This life is mine 

and mine to enjoy.

Wisdom of my life

and experience of death,

to guide others that stray.

Now a gift to give

Author's Note

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Reviews

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So many feelings here, last line first stanza is deeply sad, the word smeared just hurts and has so much more weight here than it usually would. This poem is a trip, takes you right the way though. Shows real strength