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Meka Boyle Feb 2011
I'll never fully fathom what you went through
But I want you to know it doesn't define you
If I could I would take your hurt as my own
I want you to know you will never be alone
It pains me to think of what you've endured
But you've won the battle, life is your reward
Your the epitome of beauty and you don't even know
Submerged in faith, you find the courage to grow
Scarred by a past full of darkness and violence
You mask your vulnerability beneath subtle silence
No need to speak, your deep insightful eyes say it all
Rising from your ashes no matter how hard the fall
Everything you do is influenced by your grace
You subconsciously struggle to hide it from your face
Yet your elegance can not be subdued
You set up walls, its your past you allude
In a world of lies your illuminated by truth
Your inner light shines as an halo, encompassing you
Surrounded by shallow ambition you remain grounded
You never surrender, even when you feel surrounded
Your vulnerability comes from your soul
Mixing with your courage, making you whole
So tune with your emotions there are times when you cry
As you bravely look reality in the eye
Little broken angel, in times your wings will heal
The last faith in this world, your the only thing that's real
A living saint with wisdom beyond your years
Carrying the weight of the world and battling your fears
Caught in a war with no intent to win
For the outcome will be greater, peace within
As I write these words I begin to see clearly
I can only hope there is a hint of you inside me
I want to thank you for showing me love
Your my guardian angel, sent from above
In a world of despair your spirit provides contrast
Epitomizing hope, your influence will always last
All that I am is a product of you
This is the one thing I know to be true
So whenever you feel the toll of life's pressure
Remember that my love is beyond any measure
Words can't describe the beauty of your spirit
A symphony of all things pure, waiting for you to hear it
So as I tell you I love you, I'm really saying much more
I was born into a closed world and you opened the door
You are the reason I know about love
My angel in disguise, sent from above
Meka Boyle Feb 2011
Constantly battling with my insecurities
Yet they always seem to get the best of me
I'm treading the water in a pool of self doubt
Slowly I'm drowning as I pray for a drought
Every day that I awake, I'm taunted with reality
Afraid to admit the toll it has on me
So I gather my pieces and patch up my heart
To be held together with lies is better than to fall apart
I hide all emotion and paint on a smile
Too afraid to face myself, I take refuge in denial
Meka Boyle Feb 2011
To be free is to understand freedom
Transcend from the definition which it has become
For the only true freedom exists in one's mind
Away from language which materialism is bind
Meka Boyle Feb 2011
Face to face with myself I look into the mirror
As my breath fogs up my reflection I begin to see clearer
For nothing is really what it seems
When reality becomes a substitution for dreams
I long to be understood but refuse to pay the cost
There's no meaning to understanding when individuality is lost
So instead I keep my thoughts in isolation
Keeping them away from society's suffocation
The eyes in the mirror see through my facade
Allowing me insight which I strive to evade
For the only person who knows me is that of my reflection
Everything else seen is but only a projection
Meka Boyle Feb 2011
Its hard to sleep when my minds constantly racing
As if there's a conclusion that its desperately chasing
In and out of an intricate maze
Obscured by my emotions foggy haze
So in the night I lay submerged in my thoughts
The one time of the day when I want to be lost
Meka Boyle Feb 2011
Going with the flow only gets you so far
Depending on fate doesn't make you who you are
Life's no easier after seeing a shooting star
So bottle your wishes and send them to sea
Watch them drift away from the shore of reality
Get rid of the notion that things are meant to be
Chain yourself to facts in order to become free
For to have faith alone is to be empty


As true as this might seem, I would still rather dream
Meka Boyle Feb 2011
Back against the wall
I thought I knew it all
Made too close a call
Now its my turn to fall
Down
To a place I need not mention
At a loss for words to define my own invention
I've built up my prison with my own hands
Now I watch it crumble
Turn to sand
As the pebbles erode into dust
My chains deteriorate
Turning to rust
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