My legs

I am alone in this battle with in myself,yet not broken
I am lonely in places within myself, that I did not think it
existed with in my heart, yet proud to say I am not hope less as I thought. I will lend my ear to ever one but not my heart ,
I am alone standing on the highest peak of a tired grey looking world, I wish for a rainbow cloud to freshen the world ,to heal my feet,
The only being that sees my tears day and night , are the birds who sing all the time, in our back garden, when I feel alone in this grey looking life , I open the garden door and listen to the birds singing together, it brightens any ones soul ,when you take time to listen, one day my legs would heal as well and all my pains would end