I wrote this four years ago and sadly it fits today.
My spirit is in need of cleansing. Though I am harmed I am not broken. I am stronger and wiser.
I won't give up on love, I will just be cautious about whom I share my love with. . . someone who is ready to be open and honest, and willing to risk being hurt.
Negative thoughts fester over time, and become ugly like a stagnant pond, all that was living dies. Committing to someone shouldn't feel like a life sentence, and if it does then get out!
If you plant a seed and store it in a dark cold room, you can't expect it to thrive. I hoped there was a shaft of light that would break through, and reach the seed. It was weak and withered relying on a single shaft of light to save the day. I will not settle for a shaft of light ever again.
For a seed to thrive into something sturdy and strong, it needs nurtured, and lots of sunlight, warmth and love. I have many years worth of manure to fertilize, and now I need lots of sunshine!
there once was a girl who met a boy
and she had been under an evil spell
she was a woman scorned
bruised from the past
the boy offered her his coat but not his heart
but she had mistaken his kindness for love
she started to fall
for the ideals that love entails
and her tunnel vision blinded her
the boy kissed her sweetly
and the spell melted away
she didn't mind the mirror
and saw herself in a different way
the boy held her close, he held her tight
and she tried to make the puzzle pieces fit with all of her might
no future to offer, no promises made
her thoughts ran wild and to her
fantasy world she became a slave
she unlocked the truth and settled the score
she's not a caged bird that will come back for more
good bye sweet prince of darkness
good luck with your reign
the girl closed the door, and left with her pain.