Being Me

Trying to comprehend
the concept of being me.
Why I was put in this
particular shell of a body
with my personal traits
My background and my values.
Unique

If I could choose who I am
I would rather be a princess. 

Lighter

My world is lighter
And I feel radiant,
Shining with gratitude
Even though
I haven't been denied
Love and caring
This glowing
Is unfamiliar
A much larger feeling
Floating peacefully.
above.

Passing Time

Another pill,
Another day goes by
and every day is repitition.
until it's time for me to pass.
My craziness is my excuse for
doing nothing that isn't painful
or stupid.
I don't want to hurt anyone
I'm just trying to rush
the passing time. 

Love

When my spirit swells
within it's shell,
In the thickness of my soul
I'm feeling love.
A love not built by romance
but nourished in kindness
and I am here watching in awe
at your refined wisdom

The Joke

The children did it.
It was just play.
A bit of mischief
on a summer day.
In their cut off jeans
and their dusty toes
They strung the wire
from the telephone poles.

Invisible thin in the skipping sun.

They muffled their giggles,
Crouched among brittle weeds.
Waited for a startled car
to break their naughty deed.

They weren't expecting 
Jenny on her bike.
Pushing the pedals
then gliding the breeze
Golden hair waving
Lifted chin
Riding the wind
Freedom cut
by the wire thin
into her wind
pipe

Jenny on her bike 
They weren't expecting.

Nightmare

Graveyards and accidents
Shot in the face and laughing.
A man in my bed
Intruding my body.
Fear and anxiety exploding.
Opening the window
Pushing on the screen.
Hanging half way out
unable to scream.
I waken
Sweating.

Mirrors

Looking at my exposed feelings
My open wounds that sting,
You may notice your own 
similar emotions that sting.
Like looking past me
An image in a mirror.
I don't blame you 
for wanting to break the mirror.