For thirteen years

I've trusted you more than anyone,
Still do, but know that somethings take
to much time, for even someone who cares,

I always gave way to much,
hoping that it would somehow make up,
for all the pain I felt inside,

I had glimpses of what like could hold,
If my path had been different,
but reality is so very cold,

I know now that it will always be,
the struggle I avoided,
For some pain hits the soul to deep

More than any could recover,
But in life I did do this,
I gave some joy to others,

So understand the pain,
Had some purpose in lifes plan,
Maybe not what I had wanted,

We all must do, what we have to do,

Survival of one kind or other,
For in the end we all must go,
No matter what the struggle.