I’m bending
Backward
But I’m not
Breaking

I’m bending
Inwards
But I’m not
Shaking

It aches
To fall
It aches
To feel low
It aches
To sit In misery

But I won’t
Break
I won’t
Crumble
Or fall

It's hard to keep up
It’s harder to fall
It hurts
It pains

So against the winds
Against
All the odds
And pebbles
That makes me stumble
I will stand proud
And won’t break
My back

I won’t let anything
Get to me
Nothing will block
Me
from succeeding
From achieving
My goals
And
My destiny

Bitter
Tasteless
Is the feeling of rejection

Lonely
Cold
Is the feeling of separation

The heart is devoid of emotions
And longs
for love
And reunion

I saw your eyes
But I didn't see through it
I heard your silent plea
But I never really understood it
I felt your presence
But I never felt the burden your carrying

Now on the other side
I see everything
With different eys
And I can't help but feel pain

I long
For the late nights
Under a full moon
Bickering over nothing

I long
For those green big eyes
That haunts me
Wherever I go

I long
To hear just once more
Your easy laughter
Or asking me out

I long
To sit next to you
Caressing your hands in mine
Whispering, everything will be
alright

But then
I wake up
To a hard reality
To a cold world
A life without you

In all my nightmares
This one hit me hard
With all the pain
Along the way
You've taught me a lesson, Dear

You've taught me
Not to judge
And not to pry
You've opened my eyes
Such as I've never experienced before.

Those days
Are gone.
Just like rainfall,
A powerful downpour
Leaving puddles all around
But then
All drys up
Ready for you to continue.

You cant sit in misery
It brings you
Down
I'm getting up
Trying,
And working myself through.

All that's left for me to do
Is pray
For you

My Love.

What is happiness
I ask.
Is it a blossoming flower
Or a baby’s first smile
Is it a mornings bathing sunshine
Or a walk across the sea?

Happiness is found
Where smiles
Are your music
And life your instrument
Where nothing is everything
And living bare
Is living like a king.

What are riches
I ask
Is it diamonds and golds
Or lush draped houses
Is it the latest model In luxury
Or an expensive vacation at the Bahamas?

A rich person
Is he who lives bare
Worse than a church mouse
East End poverty.
A rich person
Is he who is
Not defined by his gold
Only by his sterling characters
And a rich personality.

What is being strong
I ask
Is it muscles bulging in power
Or a weightlifting champion winner
Is it an executive of a firm
Or the president of the states?

Being strong
Is keeping back a word of evil
Or not letting your guard down
Even though you feel like giving up
Being strong
Is helping out someone in need
When the whole world turned their backs.

Some people measure
Happiness
Greatness
And strongness
By materialistic measures
Not realizing that there owning treasures

They could have it all
Riches, palaces, and golds
They could be going through life
Having it miserable.

Go ahead
Choose life.