Being Alone
To stand alone is truly a feat all on it's own. The days, weeks, months, and years roll on. Still passionate in all that is done even in tone. No mercy for the strong and no pity for the weak like a con. Living in truth and seeing everyone elses lie. Makes one weary of others on the age old question as to why? The patchwork heart locked in a gilded cage. Livingly waiting for a new dawning to a new age. No limits, No Boundaries, No Labels, No such thing as No. As to the yearning this heart wants to beat and over the years still has glow. To be prized such a gift to just anyone surely cannot be. Ones wit, manner, experiences, must match in order for this one to see. The keys to this kingdom exist in mind only. To unlock that one need not think but solely. Treat this in the manner you would want to be treated. To stand by each others side and not be defeated. Never having to think is never having to worry. To live in the Happily Ever Afters could be our story. To be...