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Agony & Hope

For all my resourcefulness and my clever ways, I still can't fight the consequences of actions set in motion long past. I have tried so hard to make up for my mistakes, to spare the ones I love the most from the affects of my stupidity, my failure haunts me. I'm wracking my brain for a way out, watching you suffer with my hands tied behind my back. I have tried to learn, to grow from where I was before, to be better and it seems it doesn't matter. If it was just me suffering, I could handle that, yours rips me in two.

I'm sorry, for the pain I see on your face, for the ache in your soul. I'm sorry you've had to face your demons alone, you've had to struggle to survive to find your way in a world that doesn't understand what a beautiful gift you are. I wish I could show you the way my eyes see you, the brilliance of your mind the gentleness of your heart and the depth of your soul. You are special, there is no one like you and I don't understand how they can't see that. Your brightness shines so clearly I can only guess that they are shamed by it's glow, their ugliness and hatred exposed within the radiance. 

They want you to change, to be something you are not, to shame you for not fitting their narrow minded mold and unreasonable structure. You are not what they say you are my love, they are afraid of you because they cannot comprehend what lies beyond their tiny field of vision. You are magic and light, a shining beacon of hope with promise for a brighter world. You are meant for so much more than where you sit my brave one. Hold on, please don't lose hope, hold your light close and guard it. They seek to snuff out your fire, keep it close and still. 

I will find a way, I promise, even though I know it feels like each moment is a thousand years, the end is coming. Hold fast against the darkness dear one, this night will not last forever, its chilly embrace will give way to the brightness of dawn and a new day will rise to call your name. 

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