An Eyeful Of Heartache

He stands and watches as the raindrops wash away the tears on his face, he feels the beating of his heart stop and all of a sudden it shatters and disintegrates before his very eyes.  After witnessing this day of sin, he turns around and heads towards home in his soggy jeans and soaked shirt. He walks in a daze, bumping into anything in his way, his head down in shame while his lifeless arms dangle on the sides of his body like dead branches hanging from the tree of despair.  His eyes close to remember the once cherished memories that are now gone into the river of deceit.  In a sudden blink it is all gone, months of sacrifice and years of struggle have culminated in this one moment of pain.  1

As he walks on the road of recovery, he realizes there is no one person to fill the gap in his soul, there is no girl to heal his broken heart.  He closes his tear-filled eyes to a vision of comfort that shows his life in a nutshell and realizes it's time for a change.  He realizes it is time to stop sacrificing himself in vain and stop walking on the staircase of heartbreak.  They pass him and see the sudden glow beaming from his replenished soul.  He is no longer just a puddle for others to walk on, nor is he just another pair of rotting shoes; getting walked in and milked for all they're worth and getting thrown out when someone's tired of wearing them.  2

His mind seeks revenge, his heart seeks closure while his girl seeks sympathy.  Her arms are thrown around his neck while memories possess his mind, she buries her head in his chest as the tears soak his shirt and there he still stands, with no expression, a feeling of numbness shoots up his spine as he caresses her sobbing face.  She smiles with relief, thinking she's gotten away with this cardinal sin.  As he turns and walks away, he whispers "lie" in her ear and leaves her all alone to weep in her sorrow.    3

He is now on his own and no longer will he be subject of the seduction and deceit of his significant other.  The one whom he gave his heart and trust, they used to be inseparable except when they were separated, she went with another.  She stole his heart with her love and beauty, then broke it with dishonesty and unfaithful desires.  4

He promised to care for others and show them compassion to compensate for what he never had.  He swore to never deceive or belittle the ones he cares about.  He hasn't a pure heart or a pure mind but pure intentions are within his entire being, proving his intentions by being the hero he never had.  He lends a helping hand to pull his loved ones out of the hole of everyday sorrows.  Lending an ear to listen to the distress of those in need of care in this ludicrous society.  5

This one man shows that there are average heroes in the world to help by any means, showing that no heart may be pure and no mind free but this world is one for broken hearts and making gold out of dirt.  Even those with a shady past can overcome adversity and triumph the demons inside their soul.  The closet door is shut, keeping the skeletons contained but unforgotten.    6

As he stood and watched his love disappear in a flash, his life found meaning; there was now a method to the madness of his heartbreak.  One cannot grow without pain, sorrow, or heartache.  As he stands in the rain, alone, he stands growing with every ounce of pain and stands stronger with every bit of adversity.            7