I GAVE YOU ALL
Deceit, is a painful word, especially when it refers to how you treat yourself. Locked in yourself, prisoner of yourself, lost in your own confines. Walls so high, that no one knows your pain, no one has come in. For years I have built walls of my heart, scared to be vulnerable, and as soon as my heart was open and bare, reaching every point of passion and affection, I have been denied, time and time again. I committed to everyone but myself, unable to see my faults as a growing woman; finally, I have seen where I am weak. I attach emotionally to everyone around me. Yet from what I know now, I will never let my past define who I am in the future. Just as the seasons, people change.
I know that joy exists, I’ve seen it on singing faces. I know that light exists, I’ve seen it in radiant eyes. I will hold on hoping, praying, that I will find strength in pain, because I will change my ways. There is beauty in my ashes. My funeral resides, and I will come out pure. Let the memories be good for those who stay.
Photography by Mark Kuroda
