Withered down sickled skin, <br />Layers paved my way, <br />Stricken down got back up, <br />Scars create my faith, <br /> <br />Fizzled dreams dropped my tears, <br />Eyes just stay alive, <br />Stepping over every stone, <br />Life becomes defined, <br /> <br />Seeing what I never saw, <br />Feeling where I am, <br />I love this path I follow, <br />Creating where I stand<br /><br />Nicholas Lind<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/my-moment-7/
