In a promised land filled with palm trees and sunsets of the most orange colors, lived the boy with a patchwork heart. He was a seemingly happy boy but had this big black heart covered with loneliness and filled with sorrow.
Why he got this heart of his is for some other time and some other story...it doesn't belong here and now.
The boy with a patchwork heart realized one day that whenever he helped someone, in this really selfless and kind way, a colorful patch would be sewn on a piece of the big black heart of his... whenever he found a way to care for people, to truly take interest in their stories, whenever he truly felt for others and eased their minds and souls, he could add another colorful patch of joy to the broken heart he possessed.
But life has this strange way of wanting to show how delicate and fragile kindness can be and, the same way, patchwork is beautiful but it is just sewn together with lines that can easily break... the darkness was merely concealed by this frail mantle of the brightest colors!
The boy with the patchwork heart had to work constantly, incessantly, every day of his life, to keep the shining patches well attached to each other. He worked hard to prove kindness as a lasting quality so he could keep the darkness well hidden away.
He knew, deep down in his gloomy heart, it would be too hard to find someone that would follow him into the dark. He knew what darkness can do… it scares people, it scares love, it scares life away. Kindness, on the other hand, as delicate as it is, is able to give life to a tired spirit and ease the most melancholic thoughts.
And the boy with the patchwork heart kept sewing his patches forever, everyday, while watching the red sun go down behind the palm trees.
"No blinding light or tunnels to gates of white
Just our hands clasped so tight
Waiting for the hint of a spark
If Heaven and Hell decide
That they both are satisfied
Illuminate the NOs on their vacancy signs
If there's no one beside you
When your soul embarks
Then I will follow you into the dark."