(When even love seems out to harm you?)
When the inner storm is wilder than any hurricane?
(We used to love each other’s imperfections…
And I used to feel safe to open up, even about my darkest thoughts.)
How do I stop myself from building a wall around me?
How do I even try to be myself?
(I am imperfect and I am human and I just died inside once again!
And this tremble became unstoppable and beyond control.
And I’m cold, so cold…)
So please tell me…how do I keep an open heart?
How do you do it?
And I just hugged her. I have no answers, nothing that would keep her dreams alive. I only know that we, humans, have an extraordinary gift. It’s called hope. And hope is what keeps our hearts open. This is all I know…
So…to all the oversensitive hearts out there…to the black sheep, to the one that never quite fits in…to the inappropriate and the rebel…to the ones they call “losers”…to the fool and the uncool…to YOU and to ME…
My message is a clear and simple one:
WE WILL MAKE IT THROUGH THE NIGHT!