Reassurance

As my tears fall down slowly, I wipe them all away.  

I tell myself forget the pain and remember tomorrows a brighter day.  

One more falls and then I smile to reassure myself of the good.

Everyday gets harder and I know it's best to let go of the pain and I would if I could.

I could never understand my need to know why everything hurts so bad.  

It wasn't like before pain arrived that misery was all that I ever had.  

I could never give up my peace of mind for something to drive me insane.  

So when something goes bad I shouldn't give up, why should I even complain?  

By myself is not how I came into the world, alone is not how I should live.  

For my own reassurance that I will be fine would bring me peace for that, there's nothing I wouldn't give.

I tell myself it's ok and everything will soon fall into place.  

But when things get good they soon turn bad it's harder everyday to even show face.  

The greatest pain is held inside and hidden throughout the years.  

But never to fully believe in myself reassures my greatest fears.  

I know in my heart that the time will come that I'll have a dance with the devil again.  

But this time I know better, I know he will not be my friend.  

So when the troubles in life appear, I'll stare them straight in the face.

Even though they'll bring me pain, I'll reassure myself of this life and that most of all I deserve grace.