We all have a side that we keep hidden, a part of ourselves filled with rage and the echoes of a thousand pains long past, controlled only by our sense of self, balanced and capable of going either way.
Like an avalanche all it takes is one little thing to send it over the edge.
How many of you sit thinking of just letting go and unleashing years upon years of repressed anger?
Countless times we hold back for the sake of others. Funny really, for these are the very same people who almost send us over the edge.
To find a place with no wind, no sounds, nothing… a place we can let go would be a gift, instead we keep it locked away, the pressure building until it is close to breaking point.
“The day we let go will be the start of something magnificent or Hell on Earth.”
Head down, shoulders raised, staring into the floor seemingly not allowed to look anywhere… a sad sight really. Maybe we only see that which fits our views? Maybe what we think we see is nothing at all.
Like a flower people all start the same and then they grow, they blossom and show what they really are. Some are humble and meek while others catch your eye even if only for a second, and then there are those that are beautiful, enticing…and deceptive. Often the most beautiful flowers carry the deadliest poison. Poison that takes effect slowly, flowing through your veins with each beat of your heart until it is too late and it takes hold… choking you, killing you from the inside out.
To see a flower such as this wilting should bring a satisfaction knowing how dangerous it can be. Even so it’s a shame to watch.
“People are like flowers. Always look and admire but approach with caution.”