To the beautiful daughters of Oizys

Blessed with tender hearts, a glass overflowing with grief and despair

Your whole life something was wrong, buried underneath 

your skin

An agonizing feeling that you have never been able to speak aloud

Spreading throughout your body bounding

you to the floor unable to move

There is a deep aching in your unseen 

wounds you dare not show

A gaping sorrow etched deep into each bone in your body

There is beauty 

within the shadows that surround you

With every passing day, you question whether the greatest gift you will ever be given is misery

Why must you bear this burden alone? 

Why must you carry the weight of these shadows upon your scarred back?

Though your physical form is chained down through the sorrow in your veins

I know your spirit wishes to fly free

From the shadows festering around you

Into the blazing sun

One day I hope that one day the shackles created through dejection

will one day be broken

To the beautiful daughters of Oizys, I hope you can see the beaming light