Whispers of Struggle

A wise person told me a little while ago,If mirrors bring you tears that flow,If seeing hurts and brings you stress,Then save yourself the pain—just look a little less.

Dear Sister, I miss you, I have to say,Life’s been good in almost every way.I wish you could see how things have turned out,Our parents, our grandparents, I’d be lost without.Did you meet our nanny, the one full of grace?She’s a blessing, she lights up the place.And my best friend Jack, I’m sure he’s told…

I don’t want a lie,But truth just isn’t fair,So I’ve learned by now,To act like I don’t care.

We seek revenge when we’re hurt deep,On those who caused us the pain we keep.Though we deny it, we plot and plan,To tear apart what they once ran.In quiet ways, we hurt them back,Thinking it will put us on the right track.But when it’s done, it’s not enough,Revenge leaves wounds that are more rough.

You fear they will walk away,You fear they won’t stay.You do everything you can to keep them near,Afraid that one day, they’ll just disappear.

They count the times you let them fall,But never see you there at all.A million ways you tried to care,But one mistake, and they’re not there.The help you gave, the hours you spent,The kindness shown, the messages sent—It’s crazy how they fail to seeThe effort you gave constantly.

If you don’t mend the scars you bear,Your wounds will bleed, spilling everywhere.It won’t just hurt those who did you wrong,But wound the ones you love all along.

She watches the girl with perfect hair,wishing hers looked just as fair.The other glances, quick and shy’s,thinking she has the prettier eyes.One admires the way she stands,graceful steps and steady hands.The other sighs, a little low,wishing she had that kind of glow.Each one longs for what they lack,not knowing the other wants it back.

Let it go, I know it’s tough,It hurts now, and you’ve had enough.Holding on will only bring more pain,yet letting go will keep you sane.

The love was there, but we couldn’t see,The love was there, but we weren’t meant to be.The love was there, but we lost our way,The love was there, but it couldn’t stay.