I Have...

I have…

 

given you all I have to give

I stand here empty

offered all I had to offer

I stand here broken

cried every tear I had to cry

I stand hear withered

argued till my voice runs silent

I stand here mute

            struggled with all the strength I had

                        I stand here weak

            stood by you with every ounce of patience

                        I still stand…

 

-Mysty Rayn

Reviews

[Astrid Hamilton]

This is great. To share the depths of that strength in sharing yourself in all ways with someone, and never being too tired or too significant to be insignificant.
This is what a constant friend means. Or love that is always there- remaining, never faltering.
(no matter the trials)
Your name here goes well with this poem, mystyrayn, tears.
But still standing.

(strong like the wind)

- It is almost as if there was built a certain, quiet, invisible structure between the soul so it could not break.

Faith.

Understanding.

Love.