There is life, in pain.

there is life … in pain.
there is comfort … in dark circles.
there is warmth … in rain.
there is healing … in salty tears.
there is life … in pain.
there is love … in hopeless screaming …
there is release … in silent shouts …
there is relief … in insults heard by no one.

there is life … in pain
there is life … in open wounds …
there is life in bloodless hearts …
there is life in frozen eyes …
there is life in troubled dark souls …
there is life … even where no life is solicited …
there is life … in a deserted dream.
there is life …
there was life .. in her smile.
there was a lot of life in her pink dress …
there was life .. drooping from her little dirty hands and knees …
there was life .. in the garden under her grandmother’s house …
there was life … in every flower she ate …
there was life … in every puddle she jumped ..
there was life …
there was life in her ..
there was life around her ..
there were colors and shapes and faces and figures …
colors faded, shapes melted and faces left … now ..
there were holidays and weekends…
there were screams and shouts ..
she shouted when she won a game and she scremed when she fell ..
she shouts now … but there is no life ..
She screams now … when life slowly abandons her body …

There used to be life in her … there used to be …
She now holds on to the very last bits and pieces …
yet ..
There is life .. in even the darkest places …
the beams of light are brighter than the sun …
and the smells of flowers are stronger than the drugs …
there is life …

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