Soft words and promises of a future life.
Heart crushed under the past.
Northern light that pass by bringing darkness around her.
She wants nothing more than to let someone in,
Someone to walk with in the healing of her soul.
"...someone who doesn't love you."
The manipulation the lie,
Where she poured our her heart, her soul.
"...what you say doesn't matter."
Taught that failure defines a person,
Took away the standard of good.
Hiding,hidden away.
A broken soul, terrified to trust again.
Terror in places where peace is found
And peace in the chaos of abuse and hurt.
She has decided to try and stop the endless cycle of love and leave,
A war of carnage and broken hearts in her wake.
Those who wanted nothing but good and had the sincerest hopes,
Broken down before her, broken down by those who threw her down.
Second hand murder, second had manipulated.
Will someone hold on long enough to see the curse break.
A broken curse, a stable life, hope, light maybe within her grasp.
Does anyone see her, the broken mess that was made,
Made by men who could not see.
By lovers and father's who felt included to let herself her value declined.
Failing grades and low self esteem, cultivated in the palm of those who taught to destroy.
Does anyone hear her cries for hope, for freedom?
Freedom from the cage she built to protect herself,
A comfortable shelter, built of obsidian walls.
Can some take a gentle step and keep holding out their hand,
A hand toward the silver flames that burn so bright.
The flames that lick her soul and keep her hot in the midst of attack.
But the devil's who changed her, made her see the darkness in the light and the light in the dark.
A false light where nothing can be seen.
Love?
What is that for those who do not know,
Who have never felt the warmth of an honest lover.
A tender caress of lips on skin that are there to cherish.
What is that which so many know? That many gold true.
What is love?
Will someone change the score on a heart so boxed and jaded?
Who will take her fear seriously and walk with her through it all.
Gentle. Fierce. Steady. Patience.
She doesn't not understand.
She wants to though.
She wants to hold what is good and true.
But afraid to fall is her only thought.
Afraid to change her sanctuary.
Her safe place.
Afraid to take that step.
But she wants to possess it.
She wants to change her truth,
Change her life and embrace the life she's dreamed of for so long.
Will he be the one?
Will he hold her hand?
Will be calm the silver flames she's holds so deep inside?
Calm the fire burning strong,
Call her heart to still and learn to trust once again.
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