These are but vain attempts to express, by one who wears her heart on her sleeve. Words, much like love, can be ever elusive... ever frustrating... like trying to paint a million stories on a single canvass. If you will read, please do not ask. Just feel. Or at least try to. The meaning is, whatever you have felt to be there, or the lack thereof :)

Let your heartbreaks break you


Let your heartbreaks break some parts of you -
your illusions,
your ignorance,
your pride.

Let the pain bring down walls, and force you -
into reality,
into maturity,
into growth.

Let the hurt break you where it matters -
but never your spirit,
your faith,
your heart.

August Bernadette 

Dementor


How can it be that I can still grieve,
as I try to understand why you're hounding my dreams.
There is nothing here that you can still want.
Be happy with your choices. Live!

Think no more. Just let me be.
Or at least, tell me clearly
what else do you need,
how else can I set you free.

August Bernadette 

Rescind


Enough of you.
I just want more of me,
yet no more of the girl you thought you knew.
That girl is dead, with her childish wants.
I want to be someone else, someone new.

Enough of me,
of the girl who cried
No more of my old fears.
I want to rebuild, to upgrade, to rescind
what was,
and just live beyond the tears.

2/26/2016

August Bernadette 
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