The Story Told

“Water ripples and the sun shines

One must always read between the lines

The fine print smaller than your esteem

The price bigger than all your dreams

Back at the river, the rapids run strong

Your whole life feels oh so wrong

Always to look, but never to touch

Dying silently when it gets too much

Feeling your heart break and your soul split

You’re all alone as luck would have it

There’s madness in your brain

And you feel as if you’ve gone insane

You wish to wake up with amnesia

Wish to wake up with a reason

A reason to continue, to smile

But home feels father away with every mile

Wish you were homeward bound

For you are lost and wish to be found

Deaf and cannot hear a sound

So alone even with people around

So scared in dark even though there’s light

So tired of having to fight

For once you wish someone would stand by your side

To hold your hand and be your guide

These nights seem long, and you cannot see

You’re bound by chains and beg to be set free

Saying, ‘Just once I want someone to care about me’

But in the end, it seems there is nobody

For the blind cannot see the love that surrounds them

Covering the mirrors because you hate what you’ve become

Seeing your reflection in the ripple of the waves

Tired of seeing yourself buried in graves

So you stand upon the bank and face the truth

Looking not at the devil but your youth

Seeing the shadow linger behind

No longer to it are you confined

The water ripples and a sight to behold

You finally see yourself through crystal eyes, no buffer, no blindfold

You see the beauty in every feature

You finally see that beauty isn’t a mythical creature

It lives within you and now you can see

That those chains have been broken and you are set free

Water ripples and the sun shines

Lift your chin and let them see you shine

And they say in awe, ‘an angel with a heart made of gold’

You have the pen, rewrite the way the story’s told”

Written by Malin N. Hohenberger