Trapped

Some look at me as a modern day princess; someone with beauty and personality. I look at myself and see a modern day girl that is struggling through life. Some see my smile as perfection and I see a smile that hides so much pain and hunger. Some say my eyes are gorgeous and I see broken promises and shame. Trapped on a island, running until I hit the water. There is no where to go and I must face my own fears of regret and sorrow. I must feel that pain of missing you and feeling the past knifes; like they were yesterday. Unexplained feelings blanket me as the rain begins to pour and the sand sinks around my feet. I feel cold and chilled by the breeze of the ocean air. As I close my eyes I start to see a glimmer. The rain stops and I see you, dancing in the distance as a beautiful ray of sunlight glares right into my hazel eyes I remember that not all is lost. That I really am only trapped at my desk at work , listening to pandora as the sun gleams through my office window. That I am holding myself back and that it is me that I have missed and I am responsible for my smile and the way I feel today..no one else.