Heartbroken

Dedicated to the one that killed me and yet made me see the light

I had never loved anyone fully, always one foot out the door or my head in someone else’s bed.   I had spent a lifetime guarding my heart fiercely.
I thought I could never be conquered but was with out a single word being exchanged.  I fell the first moment I laid eyes on him. I entered into a world that I confess I did not know.  But the devil works quick and it doesn’t take long. This one time I opened my heart and then somehow I allowed it to be broken.   

The LESSON:
It is when we are on the floor lying in a pool of our own blood and tears completely destroyed that we are the most authentic.
 “I am heartbroken – and it is real” 
I have realized that being heartbroken IS beautiful, something everyone should feel before they take their last breath.  I see now that picking ourselves up is just as amazing of a journey as the initial fall into bliss and that unforgettable first kiss.
My heart can be broken but my spirit will ALWAYS stand strong in any storm. Because when the tide is the lowest and the night is the darkest – rest assured the dawn will surely come.
You have been my sweetest downfall – I hate you but I thank you, because I have never felt more alive than I do NOW while dying inside.

A dark seed thought to be a beautiful gem.
Softly you kill me from within
I cannot burn the thought of you from my skin
Because you have been my original sin.

First and last, entangled through
Love..Hate..Obsession ringing true

Why could you not be true to me?
How do two jaded souls find peace and just BE?

By Bekah Schouten
Submitted 5.15.09