There are things you’ve destroyed you’re not even aware of
And you’ll never know, I’ll never have the chance to tell you
Even if we speak again, your voice will melt me . . . as it always does Continue reading In the Closet
New dreams need to be created
when the old ones only create pain
unrealized, they fester in my soul,
a black cloud covering my light.
Continue reading Healing
Thank you, thank you for coming back into my life
thank you for yanking me out of my complacency
for ripping open old wound,
for making my heart feel again.
I have put a strong, hard front up for so long
I have been sleep walking through life
taking care of others, neglecting myself.
Thank you for making me cry again
it feels therapeutic after a long drought,
thank you for making me think again
about what I want and what I don’t.
I have loved you for so long
it will be hard to finally let go,
I am sad we don’t get our happily ever after
that the us I’ve fantasized of isn’t what you want.
Thank you for the sweet moments,
for holding me close and making me feel safe and loved,
even if only for a moment
thank you for pushing me towards finally seeking healing….
I don’t believe in small woodland creatures with pointy ears,
No dwarves, fairies, gnomes, or wood elves have made my acquaintance
When I enter the wood, I do not look for them,
I do not imagine the complex and splendid tree roots sticking up from the ground
To be their miniature homes
Or the vibrant green moss to be their insulated roofs.
I do not believe in dragons, krakens, or loch ness monsters
When I step into the inky cold waters
When stillness is all around me
And fog clutches the top like a misty spell
I do not search for them below the depths
Or think I feel their warm and muggy breath upon my body. Continue reading Progression of Disbelief (a work in progress)