When you are low and everything gets to you
When you have no control over your heart and mind
When the substance you thought will always be there to hold you disappears in a flash like a shooting star
When you sit down and cry to yourself,
telling your heart to listen and your mind to behave
When you are so close to the breakdown you never saw coming your way
Listen to whispers of the stars
They shine brightly some nights
Other nights, so dull you'll never know they are there.
But you know what,
they never loose their shine or presence.
Storms may come
Clouds may form
Darkness may reign
But they still remain bold even when the world is too imbedded in its chaos to see.
So wipe those tears
Just because they don't see or hear us doesn't mean we are weak or do not matter
Stand strong in your weakness and awaken your saddened heart
Its not worth it when we could be like stars in the sky
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Soul Tales
PoesíaThis book contains poems that talk about the mind and soul, and how they find peace through the waves of struggle and pain.
