First came the anger,
Then came the grief,
Then came the misery,
But I have found relief.
You left me, you left us.
You left a great big hole.
But I have filled it up, with every drop of my soul.
I fought back and I stayed true,
Because I knew: tough times don't last, tough people do.
Though I've moved on,
I know I'm not the same
I'm no longer filled with laughter, filled with happiness,
But with pain.
I'm on the path to recovery, as many people may be.
I'll find myself along the way and pick up pieces of me.