REFLECTIONS

When I was small, I always felt so tall, like the world was in my hands, and I could do with it whatever I willed, I just had to dream it and it would be, then I fell asleep under the weeping willow of time, and awoke to find I had lost the child of my youth, left her somewhere in the sands of time, and suddenly my curiosity was replaced with fear life was to real, and the colors were not pretty like in my dreams, and when the little me couldn’t take what she could see, I separated her from me, and left her far behind me, she was spinning and twirling and I was learning to never let the real me show, the one who didn’t look for a fight, who loved weather it was wrong or right,  I shut her away from the light, she was to fragile, to easily knocked down, and by alienating her I alienated me, I just keep gunning, out running the pain, she asked question I didn’t want to answer, why don’t you love me? Why do you push and shove me? Why can’t you see we are the same I am you? it was all I could do to keep my world turning the things I were learning were more than I could bear, but always she was there when I sat brushing my hair in mirror, I could see her, and when I wore my hart on my sleeve so earnestly, she was the better part of me. I traveled a path to well worn, drenched in scorn, and anger, sometimes I was so blinded by my pain, I couldn’t see the blood that stained my hands was my own, I couldn’t find a reason to love me, but then a child came along, who didn’t understand, and she looked up to me, this little girl with nothing wrong believed in me and I found a reason to believe, in her eyes I could see the little girl I used to be, and so I took my sisters hands and I helped them understand to love themselves above all else and never loose themselves for anyone. For me they brought the light and I went back to the place I left the little me, she was sitting there ringing her hands nervously, and I picked her up and she held on tight, and together hand in hand we found the light, and now she is with me always, in all ways and we have grown together in to the most beautiful people who could ever be all thanks to two little reflections of me, who could always see the best in me even when I didn’t believe they believed in me.