Equal parts of life stand on edges of saddened recollections, regarding the emptiness life has brought to mind. <br />Tucking hearts into safe places where they cannot be hurt by others who don't understand who I am or why I exist in this place and time. <br />Standing there, wondering what to do, should I stay and continue living or cash in all misunderstandings for the pathway to heaven.<br /><br />RoseAnn V. Shawiak<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/cash-in-misunderstandings/
