The time God spoke to me,
Through the sound of a blade,
He said hang on and keep going,
Your depths of despair will soon be unmade.
Sit tight and
White knuckle,
Whatever it takes
And come what just may...
More bottoms are coming,
But make no mistake,
If you'll just be so patient,
It will be worth the wait.
I know that you're broken...
I know it's not fair...
It's been so long already,
And somehow you're still here.
I shouldn't even be asking,
But I'll try to be clear,
You're needed for someone,
You'll erase all their fear...
If you went through this all,
For just that moment to give,
I know you'd agree...
This is the only life you can live
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem