I cannot keep standing with you,
waiting with you,
crawling with you,
trying with you,
and dying with you…
while you continue to throw stones at the pillars of my strength,
while you continue to hurl your crumbled burdens deep into my soul,
while you continue to stick your daggers dipped with venom deep into the roots of my spirit.
For it is hard enough for me to pick up your broken pieces,
all the while trying to hold onto my own.
But you see,
you’ve been too busy ripping me apart piece by piece,
you’ve been too busy tearing me apart piece by piece,
you’ve been too busy shredding me apart piece by piece,
you’ve been too busy killing me,
destroying me, diminishing me and my innerpeace,
in order for you
to see what I have unselfishly placed underneath your feeble feet,
just so you could be able to stand high amongst the stars.
So forgive me as I ask of you,
forgive me as I demand of you,
and as a matter of fact,
do not forgive me at all…
as I scream to you,
step down off of my now dreamless dreams,
so they may finally run free and wild…
never to be tamed again.
Step off of my now hopeless hopes,
so they may feel the wonder and beauty of the unseen horizons again.
Step off of my now broken wings,
so they may heal and proudly unfurl and caress the skies again.
Step down off of my sacrifices,
for my brokenness shall no longer be the gifts that you refuse to see.
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by t.stokes