Perhaps it invited itself in when my soul got too tired to stand up. Now I am trying to regain my balance by living less in my head and spending more time with the living. I am trying but sometimes my humanity takes over, I become so consumed by it that I am unable to open up my own eyes. But my loved ones, they see me even on the days when I am unable to look at my present or dream of a future.
I don’t want to ride
on your train…
I want to figure out
where mine is going..
wash your feet before you enter my space
I do not want to see your foot prints after you are gone
you want to grow
your legs however
are stuck in that cement
that the heart makes everyday
I took his hand led him on the long road of regrets and detours
my pain and my grief scarred his hand
when I led him to our place within my heart
he embodied my hurt and understood
Let me tell you want you want.
You want the stress to blow away
be in the place where dreams live in daylight
a place where peace is yours
and happiness is your protection