Forgotten frees herself from sorrow, Thinking of what she didn't borrow; That better things will come tomorrow

Now she wanders, seeking out her home. Hello's and goodbye's are all she's known. Wounds, inverted walls keep her alone.

Deaths seared her feelings like hell fire, Hurtful words fell upon her desire, Throwing her self-worth into dark mire,

Thieves of dreams revealed precious things; She sought out truth to see what it brings, And light revealed the knots in her strings

She comforts herself in sins raunch froth, Awaiting to be freed into troth, She stews in her numbness like a broth.

Fear cupped her ears, dug pits with lies, In attempt to steal her joy in life.

But God appeared in her darkest night, To save her life with Jesus Christ.