Healing Journey

Sending pictures,

Sending texts,

Looking for love,

Looking for validation.

Trying to live up to everyone else’s expectations.

Hoping for love.

Looking for acceptance.

What is this life without outside validation.

Here me out.

Here me now.

See me fully.

See me wholly.

I am lost.

I am naked.

I am broken.

I am aching.

Cure me.

Fix me.

Heal me quickly.

The pains of this torture are slowly killing me.

Let me be.

Let me grow.

The only way is for me to be alone.

Find me lost.

Find me sad.

Leave me broken,

Leave me be.

I am healing,

I am picking up the scattered pieces of what’s left of me.

-M.

Gone

There you were, walking in the fog.

We had been apart for so long.

It felt like a lifetime has passed by, since you’ve been gone.

Though, there was no embrace.

There was no tear in your eye, not even a drop that would make its way down your face.

It was as if you were different.

Your heart had changed.

My heart seemed to go silent, no longer could I feel its beat.

My lungs were waiting, desperately, hoping to again, soon, be able to breathe.

It was as if we could no longer be.

As I stood before you, there was a silent storm starting to thunder inside of me.

You turned away.

I couldn’t find the words to ask you to stay.

You were gone.

-M.