An image in a cracked mirror can’t be repaired

(Not a failed relationship, but further growth in the knowledge of what a relationship should and shouldn’t be.)




When you are dreaming with an open heart
Reality is the hardest part of waking up
Realizing the inevitable pain as the blinding haze clears
And you are no longer walking blindly following your heart
Bruised once again, so deeply that it can no longer be ignored
Bleeding, torn and split by to many deeply stabbing words
Not enough action to prove otherwise
A one sided desire to make it work seems too obvious now
The writing on the wall glowing red from the heated flames of countless innuendo
My love is no longer strong enough to hold the reigns of two
My passion though overflowing feels as if falling upon barren wastelands
Never to harvest a reciprocal level of understanding and growth
I now see the light and it no longer shine upon my image of Eden, but resides on a continuous struggle to no avail and to continue this fight seems futile
The casualties are too great as I see my dreams slowly dying and my inspirations wane
My optimism, creativity and motivation feel as if they are fading and I feel ill inside
Emotionally drained, exhausted and in physical pain I feel I’m losing myself to hold on to an illusion
I took steps in my past to be a better person and made a conscious effort to change, I can’t go backward or allow others to lead me back into the darkness…
Life is motion and growth, positive development.
We are meant to be nomads on a continuous quest for improvements mentally, physically, and economically.
Once we become stagnant, sedentary, complacent we are out of sync with nature; hence depression, frustration and despair.

A. LaVelle