The realities of living

Maybe it's meant to be,that you break your soul before you can grow with it

That you fall way below the bottom of the sea before you can aim at the sky

Maybe you are meant to experience the painful lessons

That make you question the meaning of life as a whole

Maybe that pain Is meant to teach you something

That choices have consequences no matter how long it takes

What I know for a fact is that you are unique in your ways

You are different in a specific special way and that is a wonder

What I question is how people change their true self when they get hurt

You may not have been good enough for them but thats who you are

What I ask is,when you change to be someone you aren't who does it hurt?

You become someone you are not to prove a point to people who already left

I have loved so deeply,yet I never felt that kind of purity in those that showed me love

I cared so intensely,yet never felt safe to long enough not to care for myself

I honored those that deserved and yet never walked in my own honor

I held on to keep the peace,yet I always walk in eggshells not to disturb their peace

I gave my heart to the course of being human, yet I haven't been one myself

I have healed broken hearts,yet I walk around as a human humpty Dumpty

I am a good listener,yet I can hear the echo when I speak for no one listens

Everything I had to overcome I did, yet I can heart and fwdDxrq mythem taking credit for it all

She Will Rise

She reads it with smiles

The re-reads with tears

So much reassurances

He says with calmness

Writes of her as princess

Standing above gazes

She reads again this time with peace

Her face glowing with a shine

From far he gave her a smile 

She knows she can face every shake

Because he believed in her courage 

When the tears dry she will rise

She didn't know how well he writes

She likes this whole side of his

Wondering what else there is

Looks like there's many superpowers 

Grateful she gets to see his gifts

What is life without many surprises

She

She looks in the mirror
All she can see is fear
Maybe mirror is broken
Or her strength is shaken

She reaches for the sky
With the hopes to try
But her hands fall down
No strength to hold on