A Shaping (My Original Poem)

I look through

The doors of my mind

A serenity surrounds me

I'm no longer blind

I found my answers

And they all make sense

My past--

My life--

And now present tense

This life--

It has shaped me

And I've shaped it

But now when I look

The pieces all fit

I have faced my demons

The whispers from hell

The God who walked by me

Has strengthened me well

So on this day that I was born

I don't look back to weep and mourn

Instead I stand strong

With my face to the sky

I never gave up

I did not die.