My heart does not agree
It breaks at what has been shown
There are three ways to ultimate success: The first way is to be kind. The second way is to be kind. The third way is to be kind. – Mr. Fred Rogers
My heart does not agree
It breaks at what has been shown
Deep breaths
Slowly exhale
Savoring what lingers
In the air
soothing words of comfort
a fast beating heart
slowly connects
rhythms of two
become one pulse
As a canopy spread over delicate leaves
wilting growth reached for speckled light
finding its way through
Even on the worst days there are the best moments.
Staring at ghosts through a phantom window
Unwilling to turn away
Allowing the air to be taken from room
Chances to thrive were tossed aside
Cold hearts numbed the one they made
WHERE do you find comfort sleeping on a bed of nails
Acceptance: Willingness to tolerate a difficult or unpleasant situation.