I once held my heart on my sleeve
That way others could see how much love I could give, and someone would be willing to take it.
I now hold my heart deep in the unseen…
It got hurt too many times, and now I feel sorry that I allowed it to get used by others while I sat by and did nothing. An act I wish I could redeem.
After some healing, my heart now resides hidden, in a paradise where it can grow, and heal the scars it’s been given.
It will never look the same, and I’m ok with that. Because I will never be the same, and I will never act the same.
We all change
And I choose to change for the betterment of my life. To change my perspective from grim, to light.
Ink & Embers 