Denied

I've denied nearly everything

I've denied love and hate

I've denied happiness and sorrow

I've denied friendship and loneness

Hell, I've even denied the pain I feel

Do I deserve the hands that try to reach out to me?

No

Do I deserve their trust?

No

Do I make a difference?

Maybe

I've tried to forced the loved ones away

But I can't help but remembering their faces

I've tried to force them away

I've tried to deny their outstretched hands

But in the end should I take it?

Maybe

Have I denied everything?

Honestly?

No, I haven't

I can't deny the hands reaching out to me

I haven't denied hope or faith

Should I be given a seconded chance?

It depends

Should I have this chance to love again?

To hurt again?

To cry again?

To feel the horrible pain in my heart?

Should I live once more?

Yes

I shouldn't stay in the past

Even though I want to

I want to believe that I'm emotionless

But no one can be that cold

I will hold those precious to me

I will keep them safe

I will love and hate freely

I will be happy and be free to grieve

I will accept those hands who offer a healing touch

I will help those who need a healing touch

I will feel the pain I've tried so hard to deny

Why will I try so hard?

'Cause there's still hope and faith

Hope is a last resort

Faith is there to comfort you in times of need

Hope will try to resort the pain

Faith will guide you on your path

Either way we have both in this world

And I'm not about to deny the fact that they're there