Life is hard sometimes and talking about it isn't always beneficial but the issues of the heart remain. Yes, I am a Christian and Jesus is there for me and I am really okay. But the truth is the next couple of weeks are going to be leading up to the day I never thought I would face. I am about to do something I said I would never do. I never wanted it to end this way but it needs to be. I can't talk about it but I am feeling it and it hurts. In the poetry world people seem to like reading honest, gut-wrenching poems. I have the material but not the will to share. I have the pain but not the drive. So I hold it all in. I cry out to God. But I also simply cry randomly at things that trigger what I am leaving behind in order to be free. Anyway, This piece is as much as I could share simply to express the depth of pain. Some of the lyrics from the song Black say "And now my bitter hands cradle broken glass of what was everything. All the pictures have all been washed in black... All the love gone bad turned my world to black."
I know I will blossom after this. I know I will rise to new levels previously prohibited by my unfortunate situation. I do still see beauty in all things but I cannot deny the reality of the pain. This is an example of Light and Dark existing at the same time. I see and feel both.