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my eyes

my eyes seem to trickle at the thought

at the thought

that everything i had worked for

suddenly wasn't as crucial

my mind

like my eyes have altered

their motives unsure and spontaneous

while my conscious say one thing

my heart says another

who am i

to say that i am good enough

that i can make it

that through the rough patches

we are all one

i cannot

because with those socially acceptable words

i'd be lying

to myself and the world

so though i am

in deep now

there is still that possibility

that I will alter another motive

and when that occurs

i will be able to announce

that through the hurt

my eyes and my mind

came out more invincible and hearty

than ever before

and with that

i'd like to conclude that

pain and anguish will never escape the lives

yet as we live on

our eyes and minds

find fuller reasons to connect

whether it is to ease or remain

it's working

now it's just hurt

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