She said everything was ok and that there was nothing wrong. On the outside she stood tall and strong. When in all reality, she was torn up and broken down on the inside. It’s like her wings were clipped, she tries to get up, only to be forced to her knees once more. She is trying to keep her composure. But I gaze into her eyes and I can see so much pain and darkness behind those big brown eyes. As I begin to see deeper into those beautiful eyes I can see the battle scars of her past. It’s a wonder how she can cover up herself and attempt to continue to stand strong. She said she is carrying the weight of the world on her shoulders. She starts to beg me to help her, I don’t know what to do. But I do my best to comfort her. I try to help her to her feet, but the pain of her past is too much. I once again gaze into her eyes and tell her I am right here and I’m not going anywhere. I try to comfort her by telling her everything is going to be ok and I got your back. And at that moment she realized I really wasn’t going anywhere. She begins to cry and my heart begins to break. The tears begin to roll down her cheeks and hit the ground. As each tear drop touches the ground they shatter all around and a little at a time the weight is lifted from her shoulders. Soon she is able to stand up and as she is lifted to her feet she tilts her head back and stares into the heavens and she says a silent prayer to herself. Because when she thought she was all along, it was then she realized she was being carried and she had people behind her no matter what. In the end she realized, she became a stronger being. The thunder stops rolling the tears dry up and she stands up and spreads her wings and lifts her arms up into the sky and thanks the Lord for helping her survive another internal storm….The eyes can tell it all....

heartfelt

Nice!

Very emotional

Nice write....

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