Telling My Story

Telling my story
I write facts
Carefully choosing
My words
In fear of exposing
My naked feelings. 

Far Away

I can tell the story
but it's from far away,
spoken about a person
who isn't real
just a character in my story
I can tell the details, but
I feel absolutely nothing.
I don't touch things that hurt.

Jan

My sister loves me
and I am blessed.
She tries hard to
make sure I'm OK.
I love her singing
So pretty and peaceful,
Sometimes bold.
comforting when I'm troubled
She is bright almost shining
smiling
Forever young.

Kisses

What's so great about kisses?
A man feels like sand paper
and a woman feels like marble.
Kisses make me feel
loved, warm and happy.
That's what so great about kisses.

Confusion

Confusion is not knowing
Whether or not you are confused.
Not knowing whether or not you are lying.
Giving your life away
For someone else to take care of,
Because you think you may be too
Confused. 

Wher's Kathy

My family loved me.
We played together,
laughed together,
We scolded and
we told each other secrets

After having broken
I was no longer Kathy
I had become an illness.
Everything
I think, do or feel
is about my illness.
I miss me.

Living In The Dark

In this darkness that encircles me
I don't notice the upcoming day.
each day and each night
merges in to one 
Going past me
Leaving me here
in this room
of darkness and confusion
until I am old
Peeking through a crack
in the Venetian Blinds
at the outside world.