“Stars in the sky and lights in her eyes
They both dim as she starts to cry
Heart torn and bleeding, soul rent in two
She wanders in the dark not knowing what to do
There are whispers in her ears and shadows in her head
Down a deep dark abyss is where she’s been led
A desperate cry for help escapes past her lips
And she cowers backwards at the crack of a whip
That lashes out to remind her trying is wrong
And that she is broken, powerless, and not strong
Others insist she is beautiful and far from weak
Her heart truly aches with the desire to believe
To look in the mirror and see reflected there
Someone courageous and brave, with an unwavering stare
That’s defiant and fierce, resilient and bright
So that she shines enough to restore her lost light
Maybe someday she’ll gaze up at the night sky and see
A hand extended out, offering to help her fly
This I wish most desperately; for I am her
And she is me.”
Beautiful poem. KNOW that no other person will be able to give you what you long to hear and believe until you’ve learned to give it to yourself first. The hand that you want to see reaching down from the sky is patiently waiting within you. I sent you the devoted to me package. Read the words that belong to each and everyone of us and you will see that what you are searching for has been within you all along.
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