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Shine On...

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Like a rose in bloom, you blossomed through the cracks in the sidewalk. Always telling yourself that you would never make it, never achieve the greatness everyone else saw but you were blind to. Each day the sun would play hide and seek in the clouds, feeding you hopes and dreams that you would never believe in. The rain would come and wash away the stench of the bad days and you expected to drown in the undercurrent of life. Down, down, always dragging yourself down, burrowing deeper in the depths of the earth even though your spirit rose, soaring above your expectations. You curled in on yourself, cocooning your fragile emotions from the world, too broken to even pretend everything was ok. Your mind was shattered by the false illusions, the optical nightmares you forged, beating away at your steel resolve to fail and yet you failed at failing. Falling, clinging desperately to time and space, hands full of empty air as you fall, plummeting to the ground below but you were already there, holding yourself down, believing pretty lies wrapped in disguises of false security in your own massive ability to be one mistake after another. Open your eyes and realize that it was all fabricated, all created in yourself to never rise, to never claw your way above ground and achieve all that you already were. A mask to hide behind, a shadowy illusion of smoke and mirrors to keep the eye trained away from the truth of what you were. Magical, beautiful, ingenious, methodical. You see yourself as the roots in the dirt, unworthy of love, undeserving of acceptance, dirty, filthy, out of sight out of mind. Open your eyes and see what we all see, the truth behind the lie you force feed yourself. Blossoming like a rose you unfurl your wings and still lack the ability to see your beauty. Stuck in the past of what was, what will be, what never was you fail to see that you never were the worst case scenario. You were and are and will be a rose blossoming, a butterfly fighting it's way out of the cocoon and fluttering away on the wind, free, the illusion broken because it never was. You are and always will be, beauty, innocence and love untamed, chaotic, unsure but wonderful all the same. See yourself through my eyes, see the petals unfurl as your gossamer wings glitter through the sparkling sunlight with the smell of spring rain in the air. Fly for me my darling because you never were the roots, you were always the sun and the moon and the stars. Shine on my darling and never let the illusion take your light away. Shine on....
Written for a dear friend who never quite believed in herself until recently. For anyone who doesn't believe they are worth anything, you are worth everything. Don't give up on yourself, the best is her to come.
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Felicia-M's avatar
Absolutely beautiful.