As the soul travels through the wave of reality,
Feeling every feelings that was once numbed to the broken pieces,
Emotions began sprawling louder and louder,
Breaking the old hardened layers, piece by piece,
Shinning in light into the dark wounded space,
Where hope seems to twinkle dancing to embrace.
Vulnerable yet guarded,
Every prick is new,
Every pinch sinks deep,
But the light,
The light shines hope,
Hope to put the pieces back together,
Hope to mend the broken wings,
Hope with no strings!
As it fly carelessly into the unknown,
Drowning in the light of the new feel,
Stumbled upon a broken mirror that cuts deep into wound,
Making it bleed, feeling the hurt like it is,
Real & Raw,
With nothing to numb,
Just pain like it is..
Reflecting in the broken mirror,
Is a soul who's been there,
Similar past,
Similar road,
Cried the same ocean of tears,
Sang the same blues of yesterday,
Except for one ...
In the broken mirror,
Reflects a smiling face,
A beautifully lit up spirit,
Almost like a future happy self,
Like how is it even possible,
How is this happening,
De Ja vu...
Hope,
Feelings so surreal,
Like a dream that the cold days will soon be over,
And the Sun is there to stay,
This is real.
This is Hope...
in this reality...
© Copyright January March 2018 B.D / B.H
