The sun shines somewhere, perhaps not here, but somewhere surely it shines. I look past the clouds and am struck by the stark reality that my grey maybe someone else’s light. What is the darkness for me maybe the only way that others can see. By the shady light of my direction someone else may flourish, as I drown. Someone else may come to understand the depths of despair that overflow my crowded heart. My love could heal wounds and cause others. The pain that I have always felt maybe joyous to others. Perception is the key in figuring out where I stand. My perception is warped, however, yours maybe too……………………………….
I was dealt the queen of hearts. To hold for life. Let the cards fall where they may. This is just a game we all play. Win or lose it doesn’t matter. The living is in the playing. The hearts we hurt, the lives we destroy and rebuild all take an untold toll on our souls. The game never ends. The choice to play is yours but in the end the one you are left with is the one staring back in the mirror. The naked face that flashs the depths of the soul. The shell of a person that fate no longer holds. All we are left with is our own poisoned selves.
See this pretty girl right here?
There is a wealth of emotion behind those green eyes.
A world of hurt that no one knows.
Damaged, perhaps beyond repair.
Yet, she tries to repair everyone else.
She sets her life goal so high to please you all.
She pretends that she is happy to soothe you.
She allows the wrongs done to pile up till she can’t breathe.
She refuses to give up.
She refuses to let go.
She refuses to stop believing that she can do it all.
That she can matter.
That one day she will be the one that is important.
Until that day she waits.
She cares when no one else can.
She helps, even when it hurts.
Most of all, she stands strong, ready to face more pain.
Although, she has already taken more than her share.
She waits for the day that it will matter.