Creating Something New

Sometimes I like to think that sitting alone in a coffee shop with my caramel latte and notepad and pen is something to be proud of. But it’s people like you that crush the heart and soul of a passionate person.

You take my idealism and my “unrealistic goals” in your dirty, murderous hands crush them as easily as you would a light bulb. Shattered fragments of my once imagination cut through the air before settling in a bed of dust where they belong. What shall I do? There is little point in recovering what is lost. I would only dive my hands into the earth, creating a dust storm that blinds my eyes. And what is the outcome? The very same hands that created the beauty I search for will be shredded by the remains of what you had stolen from me and destroyed.

How dare you. How dare you take what used to give me life and use it to bring me pain. You scatter what I once loved to watch me search for it and be left with nothing but bloodied hands. You are no man that attacks front on. No, instead you take the things that someone holds most dear, and you use that as your weapon. And you are innocent. Did you use a blade and cut open my hands? You are smarter than that. You didn’t hurt me, did you? You just stretch and bend and pull every situation until you find that you can hurt me by manipulating me to hurt myself instead. You tricky, tricky man.

Here I was, staring at my wounds with no success in ever recovering what I once had. And I have learned. I am unlike you.

Here – take my dreams and crush them.

Take my future and smash it into a million shards that fly through the air in a beautiful explosion.

Take my heart that loved you and turn it to poison so that it eats itself.

And then watch me carefully.

For as you take from me, I begin creating something new. I will never again dirty my hands as I fall into your trap. Instead I will use my hands to continue to create every single dream you took from me, but create it bigger. I will thank you for stealing my future away from me, as I will make my future even better.

Take it all and watch as each time I become greater.

I become stronger.

I become powerful.

And soon enough, you will grow tired. And you will grow sad. Because soon enough, you will realise that whilst you were so busy trying to ruin my life, that you forgot to build one of your own.