Such a time to be alive....to bear witness to the constant clash of logic and skepticism, fear and pity, as well as compassion and judgment is unfathomable. I've grown tired of the constant tug of war that is this present day life. Emotions from just about everyone are running high and opinions and conflict are everywhere you turn. It's becoming clearer to me that true empathy must be a ramification of true suffering....how else do you justify how much of it is lacking? I'm tired of my life's circumstances seeming me to be fragile, when quite frankly you ought to be covetous of my strength. My eyes have witnessed tragedy, my soul wounded from the extensive fight. I long for a day where there is peace and so, so much more light. I know my angles are with. me as I call on them to guide me through the ups and downs of survivorship and just everyday life. As I look ahead at all of the hurdles to clear in the weeks to come, I wanted to share a poem that I read that resonated with me. To be vulnerable and real in this world is brave, authentic and I believe leads to true resilience. Here goes....
The Invisible Strings that held her together were slowly breaking apart.
And unraveling the mess she kept inside
Dangerously close to her heart
To the People around her, she looked just fine
Nobody knew she was struggling to cope
But in the moment of darkness when she felt so alone
She found herself losing all hope
She felt the tears on the rims of her eyes
Threatening to spill and break free
But she blinked them back as hard as she could
Out of fear that somebody would see
She wanted to appear like she had it all together
So She tried to put on a show
But the pressure she placed on herself was too great
And the invisible strings let go.
-h.d.
To those of you struggling, my wish for you is that your invisible strings turn into invisible wings....don't give up, don't lose hope. Soar and know you are never alone. -XO-M