A Force of Its Own
Does it make you happy? Or perhaps
it excites you? To want the
unavailable and to love the un-
lovable. To feel the way you feel for
those that feel nothing for you. You’re
such a foolish child, you should know
better.
Who raised you? Who taught you
such ways? What is it that lures you
in, that makes you crave the
uncravable? What scent do they give
off that keeps making you want
them?
You should know better. Lord knows
you deserve better. Open up your
heart to something bigger than
yourself. Open your mind to a world
unseen. Leave it all behind and
reinvent yourself.
Those scars you keep poking at won’t
heal unless you let them. The pain
will never subside if you keep reliving
the horror. Hush child, don’t try to
justify your actions. Is a few minutes
of happiness worth a lifetime of hurt?
Is one moment worth a thousand
scars? Leave those foolish ways
behind.
She sat there wondering if one
moment could have changed
everything. If things would have been
different. She wondered, if it were all
different.. Would she be able to love
right? Would she be able to see the
good in people? To see the good in
herself?
Scars and hurt caused by an
unknown being she’d never crossed
paths with. An unknown being that
changed her past, her present and
future. An unknown being that
prevented her from loving, from
feeling.. From seeing what’s right in
front of her.
They say people come and go and
leave you in all sorts of ways. Some
change you for the better and others
for the worst. But what about those
that were never there and yet still
somehow they managed to make an
impact on your life? An impact that
could be easily be rectified had the
earth’s forces been kind to this
foolish child. Can the unknown being
be held accountable for the actions of
the girl who’s path he never crossed?
Indie Goddess™
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