Shining so bright for me to see,
But it seems so far away.
A figure.
A shadow of a man
Steps out.
He has his arms wide open waiting to embrace me.
I try to move towards him but I can't.
Panic.
Tears.
My heart starts beating heavily.
I try to call out to him
But he slowly puts his arms down,
And he turns his back to me.
He begins to walk away.
"Come back! Don't leave me here" I shout.
But he is already gone.
The world around you is laughing,
while you are alone crying.
You aren't ready to see us
I don't know if you ever will.
The truth scares me.
It's worse than anyone realizes.
I just want to protect you,
so I will build a wall of lies
And keep you on the other side.
You will never see what I see the truth.
Different people have different things they must do to feel complete.
Happiness is a word to express an emotion
But does anyone really know what that truly means.
Does it mean to smile?
Does it mean being able to laugh?
We may use words to describe them,
But can emotions be fully understood just by someone's words.
The phrase "I Love You" is used often
Among families and couples,
But how many people that hear those words
Believe what the other is saying?
and it moves across this paper.
-it pauses-
Words and phrases invade my mind and I
-pause-
and I wonder what you will think of what I write.
These are my thoughts,
These are my feelings that I
-reread-
-pause-
This is stupid.
Like I could actually write something you would enjoy.
As if the emotions I express with this pen
and this paper
Could actually make a difference to you.
As if you care
-pause-
I just want to do something to be proud of.
To be able to write an entire
-pause-
-what's the word?-
To be able to write an entire page
about what's going on in my head.
I approached a little girl that was holding a stuffed animal in her arms
And asked her if she was OK
She replied with a single word that brought tears to my eyes.
"No."
I reached out to hug her and she fell into my arms.
Without saying a word I felt what she was feeling.
I saw the events in her life that scarred her.
I looked at her face expecting to see tears
But all I saw was a pair of brown eyes looking back at me.
"It's okay honey, you don't have to worry. Everything will be fine."
Speaking words that have comforted me.
As I tried to pull her close again she pulled away.
"How can you tell me everything will be okay?"
She was becoming angry and I took a step back from her.
"Miss I can see in your eyes that you pity me,
Please don't.
Just as you felt my pain a moment ago,
I felt yours too.
And although you speak words that have comforted you in the past,
You still don't believe them."
