I see you.
I see both of you.
The one you want people to see
and the one you keep inside a distorted painting,
locked in another room.
I see you.
I see you for all that you are.
And for all that you don't want anyone to see.
And I am here to tell you
that I still love that person
That divided person
that split person
I love that person.
I hate what you have done with yourself
I hate that you have allowed the darkness inside
that you have allowed it to live there... within you
I hate that it is slowly beginning to consume your heart
I hate that it is beginning to shine through
to the side that you let people see
And I'm afraid for you
I'm afraid that you'll let it continue
that you'll sit passively as it creeps out of your Self
And one day
You will look at your reflection
And all you will see is the painting
the distorted, disfigured, detestable painting
You will see your perverted heart
and I don't know if you will live to see it change
if this is to continue,
it very well may be
that your twisted heart
will pass away
into numbness
into selfishness
into idleness
into nothingness
your heart will give up on Love
it will forget.
and on that day
you shall meet Death.
But, Hope lingers still
Love longs to transform you
and Love will not give up on you!
Love will never give up on you
so take heart!
Take heart dear Divided Soul
Take heart!
Let Love change you!
Let Love make you whole!
Let Love give you abundant life!
And may your divided days be long forgotten.
