I heard a tiny whisper, deep deep within.
It quietly questioned where I was going.
and softly reminded me where I've been.
The tiny whisper begged of me, listen to your heart.
Sometimes we have to crumble and break,
so that the live we deserve has a chance to start.
Deep inside my heart, I felt a tiny tug pull me.
and it made me listen to the whispers,
this wasn't what it was suppose to be.
and hopeless tears, streamed down my face
as I struggle to wrap my mind around reality,
its the letting go of love that I struggle to embrace.
The love I welcomed openly, left me vulnerable and weak.
I muffled who I used to be, and stayed silent…
I dare not let myself scream. I dare not let myself speak.
I allowed my home to be wrecked and ravaged.
By selfish people who do not hesitate to hurt.
and I'm left to pick up pieces, whatever can be salvaged.
I know there were warning signs…"do not proceed" they pleaded
But I thought I had the key to the world
The love to conquer all and give me all that I needed.
But so it seems, the truth is lies.
Love does not conquer all.
and loving words mask lying eyes.
Love did not conquer all.
Mary 29, 2011 © Amber Huether