![]() When the stress got too much And the burden too great A dream I created To help me through life The black hole was too deep To my soul it did go For myself I had lost Clinging tightly to life Not a soul understood None tried very hard My reasons were lame My mind in a mess Many called me crazy I suppose they were right I was very busy Clinging tightly to life Illusions and visions Brought me some light To break the depression To cease the hard fight Like a phoenix I rise Out of ashes and dust Life returns to these limbs My heart is made whole I pick up the pieces Relearn who I am Pull strings back together Of whom I once was I will miss you forever Our lives so entwined Together so long Now endlessly apart Knowing you made me better Though at the time I was less Now our conflict is gone My burden put down A hug would have helped A shoulder to weep on A thought for the plight When my strength was long gone Instead the world left me To handle it alone The trips to hospital And the fear for your life To watch you decline Alone and bereft Like a phoenix I rise With the gift you gave me Copyright © 2012 Marta Moran Bishop
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Laurie Zifkin
12/13/2012 12:39:10 pm
You are so right. I do get it darlin. And through it all you came out of it like a true phoenix rising - beautiful and amazing you are! I am honored and blessed to know you.
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12/13/2012 09:57:26 pm
Marta:
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12/13/2012 10:11:48 pm
Thank you for reading it Lisette, on this ninth anniversary of her passing, I miss her no less.
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