He walked towards her
With a mysterious look..
This look held so much
But she is incapable of reading
He kept coming
She kept failing to read
He stopped
She couldn't breathe
He looked away
Her heart slowly decays
Slowly it sinks in
She's not his
Nor
Is he hers

He backs away
This painful look
He had a word written on his face
Insecurity
Their biggest enemy
She was once under it's foot
Now
He lays under insecurity

Heartache
Stress
Tiredness
Pain
Heartache
That's their cycle

He is no longer mysterious to her
But his pain is mysterious to him

How
How can it be that the prince of love
Is now a slave to insecurity and pain
Once love held so much
Now
It means so little

The story behind it is lost
Fake stories arise

Love
Value
Worth
Meaning
Lost in a battle.
A battle uncalled for
A battle unannounced

He walked away..
He is no longer mysterious to her.

They both carried what they call


A broken heart, with a smile

My prayers answered
I value the gift of life
Rewards of nature

Flags drift softly still
The stars emerge, bringing joy
Light shines vivid

There is one lesson you taught me
Sticks out more than the rest
And that is to love myself at my worst
Not only when I am my best

For years, I was a sleeping child
as the nights shifted to days and
days into nights.
But now, at the crack of the rising,
this Child of Then wakes to
be a Child of Now.

We're all rebels WITH a cause.

We all have something that we would put above all else.

Even authority.


~S.C. Kelley