She came from a place called Hurt
She held her head high as her trampled heart dragged behind her
Madness was her daily diet and the pain was unrelenting
One day at a time, this was the only way survival could be seen
She wore her heart on her sleeve…. emotion, irrational and extreme – life
She fell into a war zone – she was fighting hard for…
Something around her, and within her, the pain did not fade – she persisted
Her love of humanity, kindness, honesty, real people – GONE
…Or so she believed
Destruction was on the menu – room service never shut down
She fed on risk, disrespect and rejected a world that had never understood
Smash another bottle, drink, snort, laugh, dance, allow no one to see her, know her, feel with her
Then one true heart, a beautiful person – he saw her and felt her pain.
The madness, the recklessness, the walls of past held no weight against another true heart – he saw her eyes and knew – they would save each other.
He looked in her eyes, she was the most beautiful, lost, and strong girl he didn’t know existed. She saw in him hope, a reason to move, to laugh, and to not look at the heart she dragged behind her.
Like a fairy tale, they were drawn together, two hurting souls – two people that both shared their unconditional love without fear, blind hearts that were too big, strengths and fears too strong.
She was born with the gift of sight – she does not judge one person from another…her love is pure and she only sees the inner beauty and soul. There is no hiding from her…. her love overrides all.
Daily life as a child…. she was a dreamer… she forever wished her words, her actions, her oddities…oh, to be the same as others.
Then came the music. No words, no questions and no fear – just the pure expression of one soul to another.
So now she dances. In every act and every word… to her beat.
She has found a friend that walks each step, like her, on the clouds one minute – face down in mud the next.
We have been through so much together – I would not be who I am without out the death and the now unshakable resurrection of my beliefs – due to you and your faith in me.
We are born as we are and the self- acceptance and self-love we are earning,
It is life, it is living, It is real and beautiful.
The pain, confusion and fear is forever bonded to the extreme love, faith and instinct in our hearts, uncontrolled and untamed.
We are true to all and yet most will never see even a glimmer of the magic that forever twinkles in our eyes.