Let the tears fall down my face,
til the earth below me breaks.
As the cloudy days disappear,
the sun will dry up all my fears.
A sprout breaking through the pain, growing a stem that will bring me to life again.
I will be different, I will be strong.
I will forever know the darkness isn’t where I belong.
With petals so bright,
bringing light to even the darkest of night.
xo,
Jodi
