i keep asking myself how i can love storms with such passion,
yet always feel so overcome with sadness every time the rain falls.


how can this beautiful process which brings life
be the same that causes me such loneliness?


am i not too, a part of this earth?


my feet stand on the same ground where rivers flow,
flowers bloom and where the strong mountains meet clouds.


how can i be so close to something this beautiful
yet feel so distant from the concept of beauty itself.


i am not beautiful.


i have been overwhelmed with a pain too
great for my fragile heart to hold and i have
forgotten how it feels to live in the light.


i was not made to fight.