How can people
Love who I've become
When I don't yet know
Myself

Trying Hard, To Just Be Me.
To Love My Self & Just Set Free.
Escape one day, From The Misery.

There was a time where I'd look in the mirror and saw pain, a heart that was used in vain...I saw someone who visited and wanted to stay. From every angle I saw that she was battered, betrayed, alone and scarred, her heart was cold and hard.

I lived a thousand lives, a woman who was crumbling yet a fighter inside, a beauty who stood out and a part from a world so deadly, but she had her ashes, her own past to bury.

She was me, I refuse to play victim by the hands of criminals, who tested my whole being, my existence spoke words and I stood for what I believed in, and a kept woman broke away, she prevailed.

S.B

To have
Your heart broken
Means someone
Took advantage
Of your love

The moon will be gone tomorrow
Will fold me over like the pleats on her dress
I could ask one million times to each star in her eyes
And never find an answer
The stars of the night lose their meaning

And the leaves in the forest know it too
Holding onto branches and changing color
They only rustle in the breeze of coldest night
But they don't feel
And the beams cannot help them see

Each ray of light
Is complete dissaray
I only know I felt you near me
In some distant song of memory
About how I lived my dream

And how nothing is as it seems