It was the best of times
Yet, secretly, the worst of times.
Often misjudged for happiness
Even disguised as love.
Some never bothered,
To take their blinders off.
Some knew, and tried to play it off.
Yet, no one but herself, felt it all.
No one to pick her up after the fall.
Crashing like the waves of the ocean
Her spirit was dispersed,
Wishing, to be a balloon
And to float gently and swiftly away.
MwsR❤️💔
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Start of the day, it hits me
Like a ray of sunshine, only it is rain
The things I keep clutter my brain
Newness of the day is a mere distraction
There is no awakening from this, no retraction.
Soon as my eyes open, I can feel it
Like little beads that sting, upon my heart
If only I had been smart!
Maybe I could of prepared some,
Took shelter from those who cared, someone
Instead, when I awake in bed
I feel the rain
It kind of hurts like pain,
But it eases shortly after, insane.
Rain can be a life giver
It can keep something alive
Known this most of my life.
But, sadly it also brings me pain,
All the thoughts that I have hid in my brain,
Oh! This,
You bring me rain.
MwsR ❤
Shouldn’t hurt to be a kid
Why have to pay for the things he did
Shattered is only part of it
Separated and torn, not fit
Despised for an act they are not guilty for
Never able to forget what happened behind that door
In secret, they fight the pain
In secret, she slowly turned insane
Why no one believed
Because to believe her they had to had seen
They don’t know what it took to tell
She was a prisoner, in her silent hell
Though more a prisoner to others disbelief
One day, just one day, she hopes for relief.
MwsR
Things were simpler then
Nothing was taken for granted
Everything was new and fresh and exciting,
Yet scary as well.
You needed me then.
I was there
I carried not only my own scares but yours too.
Watching from behind the scenes
Never trying to be a judge in the area of your heart
But always stretching forth my time, my heart, my hand
Not giving out demands
Just being the strong one,
The one who could if at moments notice, carry you too
Now I see it all from back then as a different thing entirely
You did not truly believe in your own heart,
You were scared of your hurt feelings,
Ready to deny the truth and hold back on the tears
In spite of it all, still clinging to what ifs
You let me think you needed me so,
Needed my help and knew I would not say, “No”
I wish we had that bond of whatever it was, again
I wish you felt more of me being a friend,
Hoping though, changes really nothing
It is in the head, that you need adjusting.
Hopes do not turn the tomorrows wheel
Instead it clings to most of our life
Wanting today to be the day.
Oh, to wish it away would be foolish
Still, I will hope and with honesty look at it all
As it really was, and then how I wanted it to be.
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