Temple

People look at me and see a fortress. Someone without weakness. A carefree soul without boundaries. A welcoming warm heart. A shell full of life. I find an aura is what we seek and a tender touch is what we crave. Sickened by the way we bind ourselves to materialistic things. Can we not just seek friendship, love and understanding. The wrong say I am weak because I look good for in all. I've come from little in my life. I've been beaten down and scarred. My innocence was taken very young, but I will not let that alter the way I see things! I refuse to believe we were put here to dwell on the past. So much is given to be thankful for. Why live for the bad? I have strength but I am no fortress. My walls do come down. My heart has been cold but then I was saved. I knew I wasn't alone. I seek to share all this life I hold inside. When I look at people I see promise. I see love. Hearts bonding. Friendships being made. Now I ask you why not live for the moment. Live for each other. Let it go, its not as if you're going to get out alive.