Wednesday, 3 April 2013

I Hope You Dance


You still have everything.

Open your eyes.

I know you can't see it right now.

But,
I beg you.


Please, please,
open your eyes,
open the magic crystal
inside your heart. 

She cries for you.

Please,
don't break a heart. 

Everything I know is breaking.

A helpless witness
to your
heartbreak.

And I just cannot keep picking up the pieces. 

I need to close my eyes now,
and
cry myself to sleep. 

I only hope that you can dance. 
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4 comments:

  1. Optimistic Existentialist4 April 2013 at 10:57

    By dancing we allow ourselves to "fee"...to live, to exist.

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  2. Susan Nicola Sheehan4 April 2013 at 11:26

    Dancing to the flow of our lives, our very existence... Surfing the waves.

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  3. the weight of a letter21 April 2013 at 15:57

    "And I just cannot keep picking up the pieces"

    Great line

    (lurking on your blog and liking what I see :)

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  4. Susan Nicola Sheehan22 April 2013 at 10:11

    Hi Lia. :)

    Thank you for visiting, and it was great to read your thoughts on it. :) It warms the the heart.

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