Tuesday, 27 May 2014

She tried.

Oh she tried.

She spent so much of her life

Trying to help others

But with their broken pieces

She cut herself.

She tailed behind them

Trying to help to pick up the shards of glass

Without knowing that all she would be 

Would be just that.

Shards,

Never complete,

Never finding each other.

She crumbled down along with them.

And along with the sight of their suffering.

She asked, not quite sure to who,

"Why?"

To her

It seemed unfair

That even the most deserving of happiness

Suffered such hardship.

She tries to tell herself

That life would find a way to perhaps,

Strike a balance

But its hard to have faith in that

When she witnesses

Life seep away from one's eyes,

Light lost forever.

She tells herself

That she wouldn't do this.

That she wouldn't do what she has told so many not to.

She tried.

Oh she tried.

She manages to get through some days

But other days it was just too much.

And her scars

Were painful reminders

Of everything she wrongly blamed herself for-

The pain she has witnessed,

And the unfairness of life.

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- Li Ling













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