Emotions ran high this past weekend. I feel yielded from my hearts feelings. A dismantled person is all I see when I look into the mirror. Fearful thoughts of a present future sits infront of me. Dismay over comes my skin; but a light shines through all of the pain and anger. A deep yearn for a smile and a overwelming feeling of happiness becomes me. A guided hope carries my hand along the lines of your smile and the gleam of your eyes when they look into mine. I start to realize the only person who is keeping myself from being happy is me.
Wednesday, January 4, 2012
Hope
Emotions ran high this past weekend. I feel yielded from my hearts feelings. A dismantled person is all I see when I look into the mirror. Fearful thoughts of a present future sits infront of me. Dismay over comes my skin; but a light shines through all of the pain and anger. A deep yearn for a smile and a overwelming feeling of happiness becomes me. A guided hope carries my hand along the lines of your smile and the gleam of your eyes when they look into mine. I start to realize the only person who is keeping myself from being happy is me.
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