Lights
lights
she is so young, but she has been through a lot.
she has passed storms on her own.
there was nobody there to catch her
when she was about to fall,
when the rain was pouring down her face
and her tears were mixing with the raindrops,
there was nobody to hold an umbrella above her head.
she was alone in one of the heaviest parts of her life
and she survived.
the emotions she had to deal with
left invisible scars all over her body.
some of them are so deep,
they are touching her soul.
but after rain or a storm, there will always be sunshine.
she is at the end of her dark tunnel.
when she opens her eyes and looks forward,
she sees sparkling lights in a pair of eyes.
she knows those little, bright lights
are going to save her and make her happy.
the lights are not in the eyes of a stranger,
a nice boy, or the love of her life.
it's like she looks in the mirror
and she realizes
the lights
are in her own eyes.
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Nice
5 jaar geledenMooii hoor
6 jaar geledenJe vertelt echt een mooi verhaal hiermee. Ik ben wel een beetje in love met jouw dichtkunsten en dat maakt mij wel heel blij.
6 jaar geledenI 'aww'-ed
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