by Madeline Laughs
Whipped cream curls sit atop little blue eyes sparkly with tears. Tears start as cries for so much pain to stop. It washes over him in waves and crashes in his heart. Ever present and always fresh.
A little boy’s face sits atop the abused body of a man that has lost his way. Darkness comes and the path home fades as the love for himself dies. His heart stops watching the tide as it recedes.
A tangle of lies sits atop a lonely man like seaweed as he becomes a shadow of himself. Soon there will no one left here. Everyone is setting sail leaving him a castaway to wander the shore in search of his own escape.
All alone now he pushes back resenting the flight of the ones he fought so hard to keep close. He thinks there is nothing left to talk about.
Whipped cream curls turn to dust. A little boy’s face ages and cracks. Ice blue eyes stop leaking and his heart beats slower. He never learned how to ask for love.
He never knew the friends he had until they were all gone.
There is nothing harder in life than dealing with your own pain and heartache by yourself. Human creatures have always sought the company of others when they’re hurting. Sometimes this search is rewarded with love and acceptance and sometimes it is not. When you are in so much pain that your own suspicions and paranoia have you lashing out at the ones that have always championed you, realize what you’re doing before it’s too late. No matter what has happened, not everyone feels the same and sometimes even what you believe to be true is not.
When the life raft is ready to take off, make sure you deserve a seat to salvation. All it takes is a reflection of the love that still lives in your heart.
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