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Forgiveness is the key to releasing your pain
or so that's what is said.
But what they don't tell you is that
forgiveness isn't easy.
Its not sitting there wrapped up in a bow
waiting to be given to that certain someone.
Most of the time, its like searching for land
when your stranded in the middle of the Atlantic.
You know you'll hit land eventually,
but you don't know how long it will take or
if you'll even survive
For so long I've hidden behind these walls, scared of what lay beyond.
Help
appeared just outside the wall, his eyes welcoming, smile so warm.
I'm
fiercely wanting to run into his outstretched arms.
Lost
in my personal maze of protection and destruction.
In
the labyrinth, I tried and tried to find my way out.
This
patient soul waited and waited. I desperately wanted liberation.
Concrete
walls shook and cracked when he pounded at it.
Jungle
madness overtook me, as I stared through the crack into his eyes.
I
gazed upon his loving mask until one day he was gone.
Call
out his name, but I guess he can no longer hear the girl behind the wall.
Home
was supposed to protect me, what happened?
My lungs inhale and exhale the familiar scent of candles and
body lotion on my worn out blanket
who has claimed my body as its own.
As my dim room gets brighter
I seem to not have the strength to wrestle my way out of bed.
I don't want to greet the day,
no, not today.
Today I'd rather stay here
within these four walls,
drifting,
wandering,
between dreams and reality.
I'd rather let my blankets keep me entangled in their warm embrace.
Let the sun dance his way across the sky
Let the moon's regal grace sing me back to sleep.
Tomorrow I will greet the day, but,
no, not today.
A million different endings
But one beginning
what if
gnawing at me
Like a starved child with a bone
Your entrapped in my head
Always the one I keep asking
what if
But I never get an answer
Your kisses were earthquakes
Shaking me to the core
Your touch ignited a raging fire within my soul
Your eyes were hurricanes I couldn't escape
You were my very own Apocalypse
You were my summer.
You were the warm air
and the bright sun.
But just like summer,
I knew we would't last.
And as the days turned cold,
I desperately yearned
for infinite summer days with you
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