here's to hope
I stare into the night sky and like shooting stars, I watch my dreams fade away. So many days have I walked this blind path, wandering down a million empty alley-ways. They tell me that purpose has somehow brought me here. Destiny, fate, the fairy-goddess of life have patterned my steps. But am I truly here? My heart is somewhere else. My dreams, my memories, my life are slipping away. No, but worst of all... my love. They are as far from me as the twinkling lights that stand billions of light-years away.
I can sit in wonder and attempt to think with deep thoughts. I can try to express myself with beautiful words. I can pretend that I'm beautiful. Yet what do I find? My thoughts are shallow and insecure. My words are as awkward as the steps of a small child. My face is dirtied with the sins of my heart.
There is no beauty in that.
The body is a canvas and life has worn it thin.
This picture won't be painted.
I can sit in wonder and attempt to think with deep thoughts. I can try to express myself with beautiful words. I can pretend that I'm beautiful. Yet what do I find? My thoughts are shallow and insecure. My words are as awkward as the steps of a small child. My face is dirtied with the sins of my heart.
There is no beauty in that.
The body is a canvas and life has worn it thin.
This picture won't be painted.