Nov 2015
She's beautiful,
embers of her fire,
dance through the air,
creating warmth,
flickering hope,
promise,
the promise of tomorrow.
She was troubled,
damaged by her own selfish
detriment,
cast aside by the one person
she thought understood.
She is me,
I am her.
I need to remember the first bit,
I need to make myself whole.
Beauty is within,
fiery,
natural,
glistening outwards,
to a face that people can see
and can love.
embers of her fire,
dance through the air,
creating warmth,
flickering hope,
promise,
the promise of tomorrow.
She was troubled,
damaged by her own selfish
detriment,
cast aside by the one person
she thought understood.
She is me,
I am her.
I need to remember the first bit,
I need to make myself whole.
Beauty is within,
fiery,
natural,
glistening outwards,
to a face that people can see
and can love.
I'm trying to let it all go - I don't even want him to pass through my mind anymore. I want to write and feel and be alone and content w/ my solace - I want to put myself first until it all falls into place.
