You speak now only to diminish yourself,
When did such sadness fall?
That look in your eyes, the dullness of pain so full, so replete,
rife with stories and tales.
The pain you know,
that started so long ago,
as a child, you hurt just as much..
your innocence shattered, cast upon the rocks,
your beliefs and hopes all but lost.
Deny all you will, I still see the pain,
and the fear of new hope in your eyes.
But take my hand love,
let me show you the way,
let me fly you into the light.
So far down you've fallen,
So long from the light,
So painfully long the fall
As a child, ingenious
as a man, criticized,
words sharp as daggers and knives.
So long you have waited for the light to come back,
so little hope left, so much denial..
Yet I am here love,
take my hand if you're willing.
and together, into the light!
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