MY WORLD

My heart sings many songs, not particularly for someone, My heart bleeds and grieves,  tries to find a solace,  Not necessarily so in someone. She does that for it is her nature~ She blossoms when she finds an expression, to pour her devotion, her infinite affection She's desirous and jealous, insecure and fearful, Vengeful when broken, But with every pain she grows Warm and fuzzy, filled with kindness and reverence, Don't ask her to change, for it will be futile, How can She? that is her innate nature~

"In a futile attempt to erase our past, we deprive the community of our healing gift. I f we conceal our wounds out of fear and shame , out inner darkness can neither be illuminated nor become a light for others."                                                                                                    -Brennan Manning

T hey say you can never sever a bond that is forged in hatred, in this life or the other it will catch up, in one form or the other, because it remains. She needed to rethink the choices she's made, all the wrong choices she's made, reevaluate the bonds she's created. Rethink all those moments where she was made to feel alone and hurt, conflicted and emotionally drained. Despite all those efforts she'd put in, no warmth, no support was offered in return at her darkest times, only was swamped with coldness and hatred. She asked yourself why her love went unaccounted, unacknowledged? For all those people whom she gave a part of herself, she remains unyielding, unforgiving. She thought, no she knew, she deserved more. With no one there to console, she felt compassion towards her heart that's been bleeding, to her tortured soul whose been screaming. So, she didn't stop the bitterness to flow, she didn't urge her mind to pause for a while, to understand t