HOLD ON AND JUST BREATHE

I'm holding on the best i can
i wake up to streach,
 i wake to shower i wake to just breathe..

yes breathe...

BREATHE the life god gave me

under all my scars
i shall not fall note to self...

Sitting alone in this empty home somedays...

sitting in my thoughts i cope with music it heals my inner chid self
and i shall breathe,breathe the breath that our god gaveth..


Day and night i search for my transquiality,
 my inner peace my humming bird my side kick.
my shadow walks alone in darkness,
i crave the trust in those who give me hope to just breathe.

A freash  breath of freedom i need to breathe i need hopeful days...
I'm differnet in me i dont want my life stuck in a mix pattern  im going to be differernt with every breath i breathe....
Every step i take healing starts within me.

I for sees my own destin im just helping my self heal ya feel.
while my heart heals my mind and eyes maybe blind, my ears may fail
but after all im fine.

-Lenamarie Clark