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I Can Make It by Deborah Ray

I can make it through the rain
I can make it through the pain
I can make it through the strain
I can try to make it through without going insane-
without slipping down
the drain. . .
that would be a crying shame
this isn’t how it should be
there’s no longer any rhyme or reason in this brain!
No! this is NOT a game
how many layers does it have for me that I’m supposed to somehow explain?
If not for my faith
I would take the blame
I’m no longer the same I know
there was a time when I
hardly remembered my name
now I live with this change
with my life re-arranged
though I suffered a loss
there’s a new gift I’ve gained
I have an injured brain
its difficult to train
I no longer speak the same
it makes me feel so lame
even though success may not come easy
I’ll try over and over
again and again and again!

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