Healing wounds

I used to think life was all about being happy,
I used to think life was all about a smile.
But that day I knew that it was not true
and you realize this only when you are blue

In life came a point when I wanted to cry
And then came a point when I wanted to die.
But death was not my alley;
and life felt like an empty valley.

Yet there was light
Yet there was hope,
which taught me how to cope.
With time the wounds did heal
And soon the pain, I didn’t feel
I believe a new dawn will always rise
and happiness surely comes in disguise