New Day
The wind is wailing
The streets are wet
Looking down from the window
There’s a girl conflicted
Two days ago this girl almost took her own life
Two days ago her life was nothing but broken pieces scattered across the floor
Two days ago she lost everything
But now she sits
She listens
She waits
Waiting for signs of the new day approaching
Today is different
She knows something she didn’t two days ago
She knows what she must do
God couldn’t put her here for no purpose
Now she’s determined to find it
So what if she needs some extra help for a while
Who cares if she needs to check into detox and then treatment
She decided to go
On that new day she made that decision
On that day she knew it would be the right one
This is the day she finally took charge of her life
This is the first day of a bran new life
On this new day, for the first time in her life, she believed it was possible.
New day finding a better way
Compromised Love
You hear the cars passing on the street below your bedroom window.
Why bother wiping the tears that never seem to completely cease.
Every sound or lack there of is magnified in this large empty house.
At first the silence is deafening.
Then the shallow breathing and soft sobs.
Memories.
He gave us so much without ever realizing how rare that was.
He gave me so much despite my flawed behavior.
He thought of others before himself frequently.
I gave him so much shit and painful days.
Instead of giving I would occasionally steal.
While he was thinking of me all I could think about was my next escape.
He gave me every opportunity in life he possibly could.
I compromised my morals for just about anything to make me numb.
How could such a selfish child come from such an amazing man?
Now there’s no time.
In a moment he was gone.
Giving no time to mend.
I thought I had more time.
How could I not see what was right in front of my eyes the whole time.
That’s right, it’s because I always had my face up to a mirror.
Eager Eyes
I once was a child
As any other child, I believed in fairy tales
I saw this world with wide eager eyes
I imagine traveling this world as I grow into a man
I expect to be mesmerized by the enchanting landscapes
I expect to be in awe of the different cultures and their traditions
As every child does, this boy grew into a man
His eyes became wide with sadness through his travels
His heart yearned for the poverty stricken countries
He was disgusted by the garbage, suffocating mother nature’s precious resources
This man was forever changed
This world we live in
The people we encounter
It’s all a disappointment
Never to be changed
Because not every boy who turns into a man sees the world as this man did
They are diamonds in the rough
Seeing this world without blinders
Unlike anyone else
Compromised Love
You hear the cars passing on the street below your bedroom window.
Why bother wiping the tears that never seem to completely cease.
Every sound or lack there of is magnified in this large empty house.
At first the silence is deafening.
Then the shallow breathing and soft sobs.
Memories.
He gave us so much without ever realizing how rare that was.
He gave me so much despite my flawed behavior.
He thought of others before himself frequently.
I gave him so much shit and painful days.
Instead of giving I would occasionally steal.
While he was thinking of me all I could think about was my next escape.
He gave me every opportunity in life he possibly could.