What do you do when everybody expects you to be a certain way, and every part of you can’t seem to hold strong enough to endure…?

All the pain and suffering of past, present and future, to keep fighting for what’s in your heart…

–For there is hope yet…

What happens when everything is just beneath your feet, and is tearing away at your being?

No time to think other than the aftermath of what was before threatening to consume.

–Follow the light to your truth…

What can you do with a being that doesn’t ever really feel complete?

Serenade the sorrow or tear at her mind, corrupting darkness even further.

–Believe that you are always enough…

How do you manage a smile when your dying inside of a darkened reigned mist?

Your hearts the light, but what if no one can awaken it from its chill of ice from being derived love.?

–Loving yourself, and knowing your worth…

Love is the only thing she finds both the best and worst possible corruptions.

Just makes you think, a heartless Man cannot easily be broken, but a heart heavy woman would break in three words…

We are not easily fixed after our lonesome defeat, we care beyond words or actions.

The emotion we feel is not guaranteed, just as our trust must be earned.

This… is not every woman, just most of those who have loved and lost realize that my poem hits home.

Wait until you find your true love beyond the looking glass of lies .

–Where you see yourself past the fears…

I promise you, it will be worth the wait.