My Lost Life

I will never forget seeing that man 

standing there with the gun in  his hand 

I still ask myself if he had all this planned 

 

Because after that my life became bland 

leaving the house, I could no longer stand

 

I sat in my room staring at the hour hand

waiting for the day I could be me again

 

slowly i went insane 

waiting and waiting 

bottling all the pain

 

but then that day came 

the fire in my chest like a burning flame

there was no time left to feel any shame 

my life was mine to reclaim 

 

After all this time I finally overcame

Now I am here to proclaim 

My life will never be taken from me again