wore armor every second of the day…
fear and insecurity settled in and ran endless power plays…
defenses from childhood…
a terrified child did what she could…
unworthy of love…was a long held belief…
an internal struggle to which she found no real relief…
you can’t buy healing for wounds of the heart and soul…
a hurt person desires more and more power and control…
to shield their heart from an unbearable pain…
but for all the power and control in the world…all these methods always fail in vain….
life without real love…
is one lived eternally in a never ending rain….
love is all that matters in this world…
without it…
every moment and night becomes empty and cold…
