Faith.
Abusing myself trough life
Gambling with my heart
stay or go, feel or let go
A constant fear to see It broken
Searching, praying, calling out for that little something
The little piece that seems to be missing
Crying out, screaming out the pain in hiding
Afraid of what´s gonna happen if somebody hears me
Give me strength, give me a sign
Is It the right way to go?
For every whisper, for every hope, for every thought
I´m slowly breaking up inside
The only thing that´s holding my torned soul together Is faith
/Therésa Hongisto
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