A man so hollow
who had let go of his dream
Awoke each day to a world
which had nothing left to share

A world
exploding with
what seemed similar to happiness
a distant feeling

But as time passed
he realized that
he could be brought brief moments
of joy
but still remained empty

What was lacking
was purpose

After years of observation
these tired eyes found an odd sight
an angel with wings broken
and a heart shattered at the core

This mystical creature
of such immense beauty
laying cold and alone
stained with blood and tears

With my rusted arms
I swooped her up
and supplied her with any warmth
I could possibly give
in my desperation to ease the pain
and try tend to her wounded heart

And in my occupation
of tending to her
I felt that emptiness whittle away
slowly and gently chipping
at the abyss within me

Months passed
and I can't begin to describe
the joy felt when she smiles
and while the marks never disappear
behind the smiles
they begin to fade

Good times,
there are a few now it would be seem
The painful thoughts and break downs
never seem far away

I'm trying
and it is tearing me apart
The attention required,
the countless nights of sleeplessness
over trying to comfort her.
But while it rips at me
I will never stop

For hearing the laugh
or seeing that beautiful smile
makes every moment worthwhile
It makes it worth living in this horrid world
this game with unfair rules and unbalanced sides
with players that would rather watch everyone else fall to their knees

..but this world can't be that bad
if it was the birth of you


I had no idea how to react
when I heard you say
"If it wasn't for you
I'd be probably be gone
long ago"

With this
I realized
my need to keep going
to keep pushing through every day
because now
I have found
my purpose