If you were to tell me
That I may no longer write
I believe I would vanish.
I would cease to exist
At that very moment.
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My Love
I look at you and a thousand worlds
Awaken in my heart.
A thousand suns burn in my soul.
As love grows
And
Walls crumble
Around me
My love,
I come to you.
Candle
Maybe I want too much.
They’ve Fallen
Take a look around and what do you see?
People running around like crazy
Too busy to see
Someone’s fallen.
And they’re falling.
They keep falling
Down.
People self absorbed
Caught in their crazy lives.
Why can’t they open up
Their eyes
And see?
Someone’s fallen.
And they’re falling.
They keep falling
Down.
People keeping their eyes
On the prize
Instead of what’s inside
Never taking the time
To see
Someone’s fallen.
And they’re falling.
They keep falling
Down.
People gathering so much stuff
And there never seems to be enough.
Their hands too full
To reach out and help
Someone that’s fallen.
And they’re falling.
They keep falling
Down.
People’s souls cold as ice
Always trying to grab a slice
Of what’s in other people’s possession
So they fail to
Understand
How someone could have fallen.
And they are falling,
They find themselves falling.
And then they look around and see
Nobody cares
That they, themselves, have fallen.
Learning
I am slowly
Learning to have compassion for the girl
That believed she had no voice.
The girl that was afraid to shine
Or make a sound.
Who had been beaten down.
Who had almost disappeared from
Existence.
She will always be a part of me.
She was not weak.
After all
She carried me on her own.
On every twist and turn.
Up
Mountains and through valleys
Alone,
She carried me.
She pulled me up off my knees.
She dug me out of the shadows
And pushed me
Into the light.
Lifted my gaze up to life.
Through sun and storms.
Through my entire life.
She carried me.
Now it’s my turn to
Carry her.
To love her and I realize what I thought
Were her weaknesses,
Led to my strengths.
Echoing
I don’t know if my heart can make anymore
Emotion.
I think the gears are permanently
Broken.
They are seized up
And frozen.
Searching for a current
To jolt them into
Rhythm.
When I call out in hope,
All I hear in response
Is
An echoing emptiness.
Meld
Share with me my insanity.
Meld your crazy
Broken madness
With mine
Until we become a
Perfectly
Intoxicated
Existence of
Our own.
Maybe Not
He yells again.
I fall to the shadows
Inside my soul.
I don’t know if I can take anymore.
I close my eyes and fly
To a magical, quiet place.
I close my heart
And cringe as he touches
My face.
My stomach turns
I hold my breath
Knowing I’ve made him upset
Once more.
And I feign the act of life.
I smile outside
As strangers
Continue to walk by.
Avert my eyes.
Always looking down
While I silently
Crumple to the ground.
Maybe I’m not strong enough.
Maybe I’m a fool.
Maybe living in this deranged
Place is
Where I’m meant to be.
Maybe I’ve misunderstood the
Meaning of free.
Then again,
Maybe Not.
Connected
The clouds that we see.
The air that we breathe.
The rain that washes us clean.
It is all connected
As it travels the earth
In the journey
To rebirth
And begin anew.
Reinventing itself
And spreading
Life and
Delight
To us all.
Return
And here I return
To the red dirt.
Return to the stillness
In me.
To the place I first found peace.
And my soul does weep
As again
The sand does slip through my
Hands.
As the earth
Does settle my soul
With its beautiful Song.
The healing of time
Reawakens
My desire to climb
Back to the stars
And beyond.
Love and light,
Earth and air,
Combine to provide
The current so that I may glide
Higher and higher
To places and desires
Eternal,
Yet to be journeyed
By my heart.