This is where life began.
The day you raised your gaze
From the
Floor
To the sun.
The day you took a step
In a direction you had never been before.
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I’ve Crawled, I’ve Clawed
I’ve crawled.
I’ve clawed my way out.
Feel like I’m barely coming up for air.
I’ve screamed so loud in silence.
I’ve begged and pleaded.
Still barely breathing.
And it seems I’m just invisible.
A reflection of nothing there,
A ghost as thin as air.
Wondering if I’ve ever really been or am I just a
Dream.
A figment of my imagination
Or somebody else’s creation.
But I can hear myself breathing.
I
Feel the blood beating through my veins.
Is there any life inside of me?
Does any flicker of light remain?
In Its Silence
Love heals
The open wound.
And in its
Steadfast
Silence,
Gives wings
To the
Broken soul.
At The Center
If you were
To touch me
I would shatter into thousands
Of pieces
From the longing.
From the waiting
To
Be.
After searching for you from the
Moment
My soul
Entered this existence.
And there,
At the very center of those pieces,
You shall find me.
Prism
I step out of the shadows
Into the moonlight.
As I gaze into you,
I see the broken
Splinters
Of my heart
Reflected upon your face.
They
Sparkle like sunlight through a
Prism.
I am dancing moon glitter.
Full of color
And light.
My reflection,
In you
I shine so bright.
And at this very moment I see my beauty
As you see me.
As I have never seen myself before.
And here in the moonlight,
Together,
We move to the rhythm
Of a timeless
Song.
The
Stars
And the
Universe
Mingling
With our souls.
All,
Together
Becoming
Infinity.
Caught Up
You let your worries
And heartache
Carry you away
Into the storm.
I turned and you were gone.
Lost to my reach,
Caught up
In debris
From the past.
Moving too fast
For me
To grasp you.
Where you finally stopped
I don’t know.
I can only hope one day
You will feel whole.
I can only hope your soul
Will remember
Who you were before.
One day.
I Woke Up
I woke up screaming.
I woke up gasping for air.
I woke up reaching for you
But you’re no longer there.
I spend my days in walking nightmares,
My nights searching my dreams.
I try to tame the voices in my head
But all they do is scream.
Cannot Be Me
You say sweet things
And you compliment me.
But.
You must be mistaken,
You must misunderstand.
It cannot be me you are directing
Your smile at.
It cannot be me you aim
Your kindness at.
The truth is
I cannot handle a
Compliment.
It goes into my brain,
Clanks around in the walls of my heart
And by the time it comes out the other side
I have completely torn it apart.
Desolation of Your Soul
In the
Desolation of your soul,
Wandering this ghost town
I tried to find you.
I traced the drops of your tears in the
Red,
Dry dirt.
The wind began to blow
And the grit,
It
Began to hurt.
My heart began to race
In anticipation.
I lost sight of your trail
Yet
I kept searching
To no avail.
I was caught up in the blaze
Of the scorching sun.
I knew what had to be done.
On hands and knees
I could no longer see.
I began to crawl and feel my way
Instictively.
I closed my eyes and listened.
I heard your sighs falling
Above the roar of the
Storm.
I wonder if you can hear me
I wonder if you know
You are not alone.
Get Out Of Here
And then he looked at me.
With gentle, calloused hands he reached down
And peeled me up, off the floor.
I could see the
Determination in his
Eyes
Hear the resolve in his
Voice.
“When you are ready my dear,
The choice is clear.
Let’s make a run for the door
And get out of here.”