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Wear it, Gracefully
Sometimes I forget how change hits me when I'm not looking.
Never a love to speak of.
No heart above the blade, no shinobi here.
I grow frustrated with my cowardice.
My body asks my mind, why do you rule?
You shouldn't rule, the heart should.
Then my mind tells the body.
If I let the heart rule, you would be more broken then you can imagine.
Where you are now is hard for most to ascertain.
So many decades of one.
So many years of none.
So many months of numb
So many days gone.
Even on those heartbreaking mornings.
Pain and acceptence pulls me out of bed.
But it's the dreams that keep me alive.
As I strive to make those around me content.
