I was angry-
Afraid to let my guard down-
Afraid of rejection.
I would rather fight than surrender.
But there was a nudging feeling.
A sense that anger was a mask-
Allowing the true feeling to be hidden-
Shying away from judgment-
Away from you.
The fire is extinguished-
I now dwell in a dark abyss-
Waiting for time to end-
Waiting until I know who I am.
In the dark
I have met the sad girl whom I left behind.
A girl full of worries and caution.
A girl scared of this life.
Now I cradle the sad girl and heal with her.
Together we will merge and strengthen-
Two and one-
The polarity of who we are dances like the moon.
Waxing and waning.
The emotions of what we become
are the waves filled with the tears of humanity.
Fearing and fighting-
Anger rips through the sadness-
Destroying a path for healing.
.
Where has the sad girl gone?
She is finding her way back to you.
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