They call me a warrior.
They say I am fierce.
In their eyes, I am strong and apathetic...
But I'm neither of those.
Perhaps I was, but now I've become a worrier.
I gave up my fierceness for fear.
I've lost my strength for I became much too empathetic.
I am very so a broken person hiding behind a facade of wholeness.
I need to regain myself again... who I once was.
I must become stronger, earning my fierceness once more.
But I no longer need my apathy or my empathy.
All that I require is the ability to fully accept and embrace my heart and my emotions.
Then I can finally become a warrior... with a heart.
A balance of strength and gentleness... like water: fluid enough to accommodate anything, but strong enough to carve canyons.
They say I am fierce.
In their eyes, I am strong and apathetic...
But I'm neither of those.
Perhaps I was, but now I've become a worrier.
I gave up my fierceness for fear.
I've lost my strength for I became much too empathetic.
I am very so a broken person hiding behind a facade of wholeness.
I need to regain myself again... who I once was.
I must become stronger, earning my fierceness once more.
But I no longer need my apathy or my empathy.
All that I require is the ability to fully accept and embrace my heart and my emotions.
Then I can finally become a warrior... with a heart.
A balance of strength and gentleness... like water: fluid enough to accommodate anything, but strong enough to carve canyons.

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