Too strong to ask for help,
while knowing you are weak.
Too right to see the wrongs,
in all the lies you speak.
Trendsetter paving paths,
expect for sheep to follow.
A solid stone-filled heart,
can only teach great sorrow.
Proof in your hazel eyes,
filled up with fallen dreams.
Imprisoned hidden smiles,
muffle loud inner screams.
It did not go your way,
manipulate the truth.
Point out imagined flaws,
hope no one mentions you.
You can not show pure love,
that you have never known.
Can not emit warm light,
if cold is all you own.
Pity towards your fine clan,
is what I feel inside.
They can not see your games,
or how you play their mind.
Feel sorry for you too,
unspoken hurts cause pain.
Hope you can heal within,
attract much needed gain.
One day our worlds may crash,
at intersecting roads.
Our lives perhaps aligned,
with no lingering holds.
– Grace Y. Estevez-Reddy
Response to Sadje’s picture prompt on What do you see #147 August 15, 2022