A Life In A Day
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Bent
Bent and broken I lay here
Not moving for lack of care
My eyes darting to and fro
I feel the sudden shift of cold
Awakening me from my desolation
Taking me away from my frustration
The voice inside my head says wake up
It is time to drink from your cup
Now more than ever I am confused
I don't know if I should be amused
I laugh myself silly at this thought
I like this feeling of not being distraught
Taking control of my wandering emotions
Seems to be the key to my elation
Elisabeth Stover 2001