But
The little girl
Badly beaten and bruised,
Frightened and confused,
Hides in the closet
Amongst
The boxes and shoes
And
Holds her breath,
Holds herself as still as a mouse,
Because if she does not breathe
She does not
Exist.
But
The little girl
Badly beaten and bruised,
Frightened and confused,
Hides in the closet
Amongst
The boxes and shoes
And
Holds her breath,
Holds herself as still as a mouse,
Because if she does not breathe
She does not
Exist.
You will come in one day
And find me gone.
Only remnants of
Shooting stars
Will remain
In the space I used to be.
You will call my name
And search for me in
Distant places
But I will be nowhere to be found.
You really never knew where to find me
Anyway.
It happens
At night.
The doubt climbs
Onto me
From the inside out
To sit upon my chest
And steal my breath.
There it encourages me to stay.
Safe in my head.
Begs me to lay
Safe in my bed.
She only comes out
When it’s
Storming.
The raindrops embrace
Her tears.
She only comes out
When it’s
Raining.
The thunder hides
Her cries
As she trembles in
Fear.
She only smiles
At clouds
And butterflies.
Likes the sun in her eyes.
And now
She’s standing at the bus stop
Laughing out loud.
You see,
She knows no one else
Can
See the Angels
Keeping company
With the
Lonely people
As they
Pass her by.
I want to melt.
I want to slip between the cracks.
I desire to be held and let all my walls
Down.
To be completely and utterly
Vulnerable.
Naked.
But I can’t.
I’m too bent.
I’m too damaged.
It’s too late
And I’m too tired.
These bruises won’t go away.
No matter how hard I scrub,
The bleach won’t clear away the stains.
The glue won’t hold the cracks together.
My strength is just a hoax I’ve planted in my brain
Which my heart can no longer
Sustain.
This is who I am.
Who I have always been.
But you stand there and gaze through me,
Like you have never seen me.
I am left puzzled
As to where
Exactly
You
Have
Been looking all this time.
Can I rest my soul here
Just a little while,
In this warm and quiet place?
Can I rest it here in your friendly smile,
In your kind and gentle space?
You came to my door at
Midnight
And with eager hands
Whisked me outside
Under a winter sky.
There
Without a word,
You showed me
How my scars
Have always
Twinkled like stars.
Now
My
Celestial
Designs
Cannot help but shine.
Love,
Breathe
And be.
Open your heart.
Open your mind.
Open your eyes.
Drop the definitions.
Knock down the fences.
Obliterate the walls.
You are in your own way.
You have constrained your mind,
Your heart.
And wrapped yourself
So tight in definitions,
You cannot breathe.
This barricade you have built
Has left you with nowhere to go and
Nothing new to see.
Now,
You have limited your own vision.
Whispering dawn.
Delicate fingertips
Travel lightly.
Sleepy eyelids
Fluttering,
Dreaming awake.
Tranquil breaths.
Soft voices
Echoing
Sending the night
To rest
With love.