I wrote this poem awhile back but I have always thought it was one of my better poems. It’s about loving someone who can’t seem to let go of your past mistakes, just wanting to be forgiven by them and how hard it is to move on once trust is lost in any relationship.
You have me in this prison
Chained to the things which you can’t forgive
And I can feel my heart dying
And the void it fills.
It fills with the things that haunt you.
With fear, with doubt.
I think for a moment that if I am careful
I can run the scissors clean along the edges of heart
And maybe get rid of the piece of you
That attached itself with kind words and dream like touches.
I don’t want to live in prison eating stale words.
Drinking love that runs through the gutters and drips from the ceiling
Onto cold walls, into dry, cracked hands.
Don’t punish me here.
Open the door and let me see the sun
Then you can leave, you can run.
But first just lets feel the sun together
And recall how it felt when it burned in our veins
Before it set fire to this life.
What is beauty?
I see this so often, woman and young girls struggling with self worth. I see 11 year old girls who look like they are 17?! There are constant reminders in the magazines we read, the shows we watch and the rejections we face that we must achieve physical perfection to get what we want and to be accepted, and to be LOVED by a man. We have accepted the lie that beauty is only skin deep. But I believe, beauty is something we feel, and see with our mind and our spirit, and it comes from the “Wellspring of life”….OUR HEARTS. Beauty is SO much more than the clothes we wear, or the way we look. It is more than physical perfection. Beauty starts on inside and reflects outward. It’s the way we love, it’s the way we live. It’s GOD in us. When we realize that,and begin to work MORE on our hearts rather than our hair, then that is when we truly become beautiful from the inside out. I know so many woman who radiate beauty, that people are memorized by, and it’s not because they have perfect hair, huge boobs and a small waste. No. They are confident, kind, strong and gentle woman. That is beauty. That is what attracts people, the RIGHT kind of people.
I’m not perfect and I have to remind myself daily that the condition of my heart matters so much more than the condition of my hair. Think about it.