Behind these blue eyes is a woman deep inside living a different kind of life. Some days I want to hide from the world throw it all away until another day. Looking through a glass mirror I see just an image of me waiting to break free. It all came to this two years of dread and broken dreams. Waiting for what's to come next. I pray, listen to God. I know he's got this. He sees all I do. I'm giving myself to him now to help me get through. I didn't ask for what I have been through. Images trigger these blue eyes reliving it all over again. Days are tiring, tasks are daunting. Doing what I need to for me to heal recover in time. Taking in every single moment dime by dime. These blue eyes of mine cry at night before I sleep. The nightmares bad dreams not so much anymore. Replaced differently now I cannot explain. You'll see it in my face. In these blue eyes of mine.
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Shellie, you are such an inspiration, always using poetry to express some of the feelings you experience in your every day life, never giving up. Thank you so much for sharing with us!