My worthless moments
When I let you put me down-
And, I believed it!
I can’t believe how I’ve moved past that now
Being caged and imprisoned –
Like an animal
I had no hope- no light
There was no me!
I release your footprint on my soul!
I am now free
To be the best of me.
If I had wings that I could fly…..
To find you
I could fly to the limits of my soul
To find you
But I don’t have those wings….
That is why I pounce upon your every being when you are here.
That is when I know you.
And you love me.
Stay away from me
Let me be my essence- myself.
Let me find my world.
I don’t want to be a prisoner in yours.
I don’t want to be your chained pet.
I don’t want to wear a collar.
One, in which you decide the color.
I came here to fly to my dreams.
The moon I see when my eyes are closed.
I wish I knew what lurks so far away.
Inside my deep celestial moon.
Deep in my heart
Her shadows play.
Plays with the beat I keep deep inside-
Will you find me?
Hiding- behind the light.
Are we connected as one?
My lunacy travels to the heart of those who see me.
You may never understand.
The distance I feel-
I walk away-pulled to the light of the moon.
Which shines bright above- guiding me further away from here-
I become one with the celestial essence.
My ninth life I will rise above this mundane existence.
I will no longer walk in shadows-
I will shine bright like the light in the sky above.
Inside my deep celestial moon- we will rise above all of this.
There is no hope in being who I was.
I can never change the past. I can remember.
It’s just there like a faded photograph.
Time alters and changes to obscurity.
The image loses its meaning.
Now is the miracle we will remember and the future calling to be fulfilled.
Here and now is the only place that matters to me- ever.
It is the silver lining.
It is the flame that burns bright.
It is the excitement of a shooting star.
It is the magic that surpasses time.
It is the impossible that lurks behind your fondest wish.
It is the tasty mouse found in in the hole in the baseboard.
It is the meaning of everything that will ever be- or ever has been.
Only now matters-it’s all that is.
The pain was too much to bear.
So, I blew like a leaf in the wind.
Landing on something that felt real
So that I would not fly away from this earth.
Even though, it was all that I wanted to do.
My tears swell in the mist.
Time shatters all that I am.
All that I would have ever been.
Hope is like an eclipse that is just too far to see.
I only ask to be who I was.
Pure in essence.
With a dream that matters.
To be myself-once again.
Rare is the chance one looks upon a miracle.
Even rarer that miracle looks upon you.
A hopeless chance
Can become a turn of grace.
Sometimes you have to forget who you think you are, and who you were told you were – to become who you really are!