A reminder of strength.

Someone close to you might pass away, and when your head sorts through all the feelings of grief, your heart is going to tell your head, "Hey, Wait a minute.. I've felt something kind of similiar, let's retrace those moments and see what happend, maybe then she can get some closure on this. She needs something to blame this on, so she can make sense of it, or she's going to go insane.'

I was unbroken, once.

Looking up at the sky, through crystal eyes. Skin cold, face up. She was always beautiful. Tight wringlets sparkled, as if capturing the sunset. Skin cold, face up. She was always so strong. Little white dress, it was always her favourite, she wore it on any occassion. Skin cold, face up. She needed you, like winter needed summer. Her once vibrant heart, now shards of bitter resentment. Skin cold, face up. Loving you got her nowhere.
She still loves you.

Upside-down Belief.

What you believe and what i believe, are two different things altogether. However, whether you believe what i believe, and i believe what you believe. Is a different thing in itself.

That, one, thing.

Everything from the day it happend, onwards is going to lead you back to this brickwall. You can cover it, and bury it, but it's still going to be there and only you have the power to remove that void in your heart.

Locked.

It's like shoving a handful of beautifully coloured birds in a bland, life draining room, and trying to say they're all the same colour, by teaching them the same phrases. it just does not work.

Here.

I'm not here to guide you, nor am i here to hold your hand. Chances are, I will not comfort you when you are down, instead, i will walk beside you and let you hear my footsteps, I will watch you fall only to look you straight in the eyes and without words, tell you to pull yourself back up. I'm not here to be leaned upon, nor am i here to give advice, I'm here to challenge you, to push you and to give you a part of myself, even if you don't want it. I'm here, but not here at all.
I'm here.