Soft wind blows over me,
caresses me
like a gentle breeze, reminds me of the finer things,
like what happiness used to mean and what happiness used to bring
before I became a citizen in the land of the deceived.
Sun rays beam through me,
showing me how warmth is supposed to feel,
kind of like when love is real
and it pumps through the veins,
hot enough to melt the heart
even though its been torn apart.
A tornado picks me up ,
releasing me from the negativity
that has taken control of me,
binding me to the harsh reality that I know as pain.
Rain pours on me,
a new since of purity,
Seeps through me,
gluing together the broken pieces of my heart.
Can I really start with a clean slate?
Given a new chance with a new heart
thats too durable to break.
Hail falls down upon me,
breaking my tough girl facade,
peeling away this image thats not really me,
exposing me to be
the real me,
shining with love and sensitivity.
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