Change

I listened to her talk about the pain, the loneliness

How he tried to fashion her into his perfect bride

This beautiful woman who gave years upon years to a monster

And I wondered how she made it out alive

How she managed to walk away and find a new love

How did she learn to trust?

All these years later she is sitting here to tell about it

It made me realize that some pain never fades no matter how much one apologizes

There are some wounds that cut you too deep not to leave a scar

Permanently

It’s funny how we sign our lives away

Not just to others but to jobs, money, and social constraints

Some believe that to overcome this loss of oneself there needs to exist complete anarchy

However, I believe enough is said with confidence, knowledge, and respect

She said they judged her over her failed marriage

And I tried to imagine how she must have felt

How the pain and anger must have multiplied itself again and again

And again

I’m so glad she found a way out

It hurts to watch youth promising themselves that others will change in a positive way

A wise woman once told me to never try to change a man

She said what you see is what you get

I took her words to heart and promised myself that if an occasion ever arose than I would stop myself

Before it was too late

Lovers are not paintings to adorn your home

Nor are they poetry to elicit a reaction from the depths of your soul

But if true they are the sun overcoming the darkness

Perhaps even filler for the void

Whoever would read this remember

Only change to your own liking

There is no perfect bride

Only an illusion

The true perfection dwells in your spirit

Change for no one

**This piece was copied from a former facebook page I had (I forgot my log in permanently it seems!) This piece was based on a story an older woman told me many years ago.....she is one of the sweetest people I know and very happy now. I thought you should know!