Monthly Archives: September 2016

Internally

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I hold internally
These monsters
That scratch and tear
At my insides.
I have held them tight
In hopes of their suffocation.
Now I hemorrhage instead.
I believed these things were holding me Prisoner.
Keeping me in the dark.
Obscuring my sight.
When it is
I
Who keep them.
Afraid to be alone.
Afraid to be free.
For there have been times
They have escaped me;
I beckoned them return.
Now my strength grows weary
And my body is strained
In holding them.
My eyes tire so in this self imposed darkness,
My skin left longing for the soft caress of

Light.
This unhappiness I wear
From time to time makes me forget
All that is well.
And these monsters,
They wish to be free
From
Me.

Darkest Dark

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Shedding tears.

The darkest of dark in my chest

This night.

Moonlight casts no shadow

From wall to wall.

I will not give up.

I will not give in.

Sweet slumber comes to cradle me.

She takes me to fields of lavender where

I dance until I am weary.

Elation fills my veins.

She flies me to the very mountain tops

Amongst the clouds where I fill my lungs once more;

Fill my eyes with curiousity .

I play in the deepest seas of blue.

I sink,

I float.

It does not matter here for my struggles are lost elsewhere in these dreams tonight.

She gives me what I need;

Sweet dreams.

And in the morning I lift my gaze to the sun.

I thank my dreams for keeping me company

And leave them under my pillow for the

Day awaits me now.

Ebb and Flow

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Morning.
Up before sunrise.
Dancing in the dark.

Playing my records

In the kitchen,
A few songs on repeat.

(Tears dried in my dreams)

One day flowing into the next.
Loving.
Learning.
Growing.
Holding on to this,
Letting go of that.
Things that must be said,
Memories wished to be forgotten.
Ebb and flow.
This I know;
I woke breathing this morning.