In Gratitude

When you were in front of me, your eyes cut through me, they could expose me. It took a while, but you broke me. Just then I caved, took my thorny heart and fled. I have seen myself, through your eyes, And realized, the darkest side of me. No, you were the first to pierce the façade, of relentless, pretentious energy. Since then, that moment when I blinked, I have looked inside my shallow, hollow world, I have begun, little by little, to see, that broken crown, in pieces on the ground. I failed. The wreckage, the almost moments of midnight dreams, the sleep that never comes, the in between poetic scenes, the burning words that say to me, am I healing? No, but wasted space is slowly being replaced with gratitude. What I have lost, and can’t retrace, Is free again. What I have gained, through this new door to my soul, there dwells a humbler attitude. In gratitude, for what you have done. I Wanted to find love, when I met you, my search was undone and now, I am renewed, and to you I am in gratitude.