I wandered along in my dreary life,
Only seeing the grey of this dismal existence.
Holding onto fleeting resemblances of happiness,
I have endured thus far by only a thin string.
I have known pain and heartache beyond my strength,
Yet I remain in the name of hope that more exists.
Then one day I was walking along feeling sad,
When I came upon a flower among the briars.
Just as broken and bleeding as my fractured heart,
I felt a connection to it and desired to keep it close...safe.
So I took it in hand and held it to my heart,
Feeling a closeness to this fragile and beautiful creation.
Two sides of the same coin in all respects,
Equal in our tragedy and in our love for the other.
I would have cared for it in all things and in all ways,
But the world envied the completeness that it gave me.
I watched as this glimpse of true happiness was torn from me,
Leaving me once again feeling incomplete and empty.
Oct 8, 2014
Oct 8, 2014 at 10:09 PM UTC
I wandered along in my dreary life,
Only seeing the grey of this dismal existence.
Holding onto fleeting resemblances of happiness,
I have endured thus far by only a thin string.
I have known pain and heartache beyond my strength,
Yet I remain in the name of hope that more exists.
Then one day I was walking along feeling sad,
When I came upon a flower among the briars.
Just as broken and bleeding as my fractured heart,
I felt a connection to it and desired to keep it close...safe.
So I took it in hand and held it to my heart,
Feeling a closeness to this fragile and beautiful creation.
Two sides of the same coin in all respects,
Equal in our tragedy and in our love for the other.
I would have cared for it in all things and in all ways,
But the world envied the completeness that it gave me.
I watched as this glimpse of true happiness was torn from me,
Leaving me once again feeling incomplete and empty.
