It is hard
Hard it is
Moving south to the gliding
smooth sailing of the easy life
No strife
No heartache
No fear
I am coming home to the place
Where arms are waiting for me
It once was
That part of me
Confusion
Anger
Resentment
Breeding strength
Breeding Greatfulness
For the strife
heartache
fear
How can it be
Make sense
How out of the pit
I've come
To shine once more
No pain to return back to
Once was
Once gone
No more
Radiant
Eyes upon the sky
Not what was
Once before
The tables turn
The tide shifts
What once was
Now breeds gratitude
