"In the Lost"

 

There is a difference...

Between you and I...

Moments are many...

Gathered and collected...

Sorted and remembered...

A point of view not willing to be seen

Should not immediately be taken as wrong

Pain is not a competition...

But here you are, always attempting to take advantage of another crisis...

Puzzle pieces fit together, like life connections made

Truth never makes complete sense when you always omit key details

So how does a new beginning start with a loss?

When each step forward always seems to be laid upon what was broken

Prides point of view blinds the eye

Words lead thoughts astray...

Lets be known for who we are, rather than for what we are not

But if the balance is always weighed...

And what is owed is debt...

Will the memory of this ever let the future forget?

What is it that you fear?

From my survival happiness was found

And that light angered the bitterness within your darkness

Misunderstanding leaves a void, a distance now growing...

In the lost there comes a thought

To find peace in the apology that is never coming

And even if it came...

It does not hold the key to healing

You don't get to take all of me...

The compassion and goodness...

And by breathing in and through the heart of understanding

This realization within reality sets the mind free

That every goodbye still teaches a lesson to be learned.

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