"Our Very Own"

It's odd...

How so many words fail at expressing thought...

They always become a little different after spoken...

Changing their intent or position...

Because their understanding or misunderstanding are not realized

Too many times truth is denied reality and covered up with lies...

So pay attention to actions taken

Intentions lead, but proof speaks loudest

Stop invalidating someones hurt...

Simply because you refuse to see that their experience is different from yours

Sometimes we do suffer more...

Because we expected and imagined something different

The most cruelty comes when belief is seen in the negative

When the overwhelming doubt is allowed to become self-hatred

The heart begins to ache under the weight

Shredding itself apart within an emotional hurricane

It drowns within the tears shed

And is deafened by the howling screams of broken

The willingness to hurt is made so simple

Yet the definition of the word has so many meanings

Destroyed...

Shattered...

Demoralized...

Please, clarify the exact meaning

And redefine the narrative...

Letting go is never an easy thing to do

No matter how many times you have rehearsed it or played it over inside your head

Like life, it never goes to plan

But we are choice, despite what we have been told...

There is no promise of later, or maybe one day, or even next time

Life does not wait...

And it may only ever send random fleeting reminders

That this moment could be everything, and it could be nothing

Action is thought in forward motion

Let it empower you or confine you...

Realize that we have our very own purpose

Before any other beings opinion mattered more than our own.

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