The bathtub faucet has been dripping for weeks,
I find peace in the sound that once grated me.
My cat has cried every night since his brother died;
He has now torn the curtains off the back door window
In his pursuit to turn the handle and escape outside.
It is his true nature of course.
My heart aches as well.
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.
Reawakening
From a long,
Lightless slumber.
The Universe
Is
Kindling your soul.
Let your spirit rise
Again.
You were awake once.
The memory playing at the edge of your brain.
Once,
When you were a child.
The air of joy filling your lungs.
But,
Somewhere
You started living in the world of dreams
To escape
This reality.
Being tread upon,
You dreamt of flying.
Being bound by invisible chains,
You dreamt of freedom.
Being silenced by manipulative words,
You dreamt of singing.
Now realize you are
The
Dream
And
Reawaken.
Chole Into Diamonds 