Dedicated to a woman I know that is deserving of all the good in this world. I see your light.

We. . .

We stand
barring the pain of the world
its deception
its ungratefulness
its selfishness

We stand
in a continuous effort
to mend
to satisfy
to rebuild

We stand
alone in our mental
fighting
crying
hoping

That the wounds
old, new, and forever
and the heart
shattered, beating but lifeless
will heal

We are demanded
to silence ourselves

We are demanded
to accept

We are demanded
to forgive

We are demanded
to forget

We stay the course
. . . even if it destroys us

Yet and still
even in the death of our stability
We continue to bare the pain