Eyes that stare at me
Lamenting at my ugliness
No trace of beauty can be found
In the folds of such plain dress
But look deeper
Into the dark recesses of my mind
Search for beauty there
Perhaps that is what you will find
Beauty buried so deep
That it cannot blossom forth
Like the delicate rosebud
Never considered for all its worth
End this terrible tormenting
Stop insisting on what I must be
For all that comes is all I can give
And all I can give is me
~

The pieces lay on the floor
Every time I turn around
Do not ask the score
Lose again, for I am bound

I pull me together again
And try to walk away
Overcome my shame
This struggle will not sway

One day I will be fine
A smile will burst my face
All to say one of a kind
And end this silly race

The sun shines
Cooling the land
The clouds crawl on the ground
The strange of day
Has come this way
A dog barks with no sound

The birds, they crawl
Like lizards small
The snow is hot to touch
“Bizarre” they cry and
wonder why
Do we know all that much?

The rose, it blooms
In heat of day,
And then by night
It fades away
There is not one
Who can explain
Why one small flower
Would suffer this pain
Having to wake
In the heat of day
And then by night
Just fade away

Eyes that stare at me
Lamenting at my ugliness
No trace of beauty can be found
In the folds of such plain dress
But look deeper
Into the dark recesses of my mind
Search for beauty there
Perhaps that is what you will find
Beauty buried so deep
That it cannot blossom forth
Like the delicate rosebud
Never considered for all its worth
End this terrible tormenting
Stop insisting on what I must be
For all that comes is all I can give
And all I can give is me
~

The pieces lay on the floor
Every time I turn around
Do not ask the score
Lose again, for I am bound

I pull me together again
And try to walk away
Overcome my shame
This struggle will not sway

One day I will be fine
A smile will burst my face
All to say one of a kind
And end this silly race

The sun shines
Cooling the land
The clouds crawl on the ground
The strange of day
Has come this way
A dog barks with no sound

The birds, they crawl
Like lizards small
The snow is hot to touch
“Bizarre” they cry and
wonder why
Do we know all that much?

The rose, it blooms
In heat of day,
And then by night
It fades away
There is not one
Who can explain
Why one small flower
Would suffer this pain
Having to wake
In the heat of day
And then by night
Just fade away

the rain last night left me sleepless
it sang against the window
in the deepest hours
left me restless and wondering
about the smallest moments of my life

where will this wandering take me?
though now i feel i am waiting
like one of those raindrops
hoping to fall from the window sill
to join others in something bigger
than myself

one day maybe i will realize
maybe not until the sun shines again
that in that moment before i disappear
to return again to the sky
i am everything i can be
i am everything i am

i watch the raindrop patterns
as they dance across the glass
i cannot make any sense of them,
but i know just what they are
there can’t be only one raindrop that
falls on a cold november night
and i am waiting for the sun to rise
stubborn in my blindness
waiting to understand
waiting to be free
waiting to be me

~

lost in moments
that shine like stars
in the deep night sky
a trap some say,
like drowning
in a rushing river
toss in the torrent
and left to die on the shores

a photograph to remind me
of what was precious
and wasted
taken forgranted
forgotten
and loved
simply loved

the shell of me walks in the
hallways searching
for a place to rest
to lay down when
living is too tiring

it is enough to love
when the stars shine
in the deep night sky
brightly enough
to guide me
home

how can i say these words
the calm that steals over me
undoes the small pins of myself
that have been drawing
beads of blood for so long
and free from that pain of living

i can say i came home
to myself in the starlight –
watched the crescent moon
in the mirror reflection of my eyes
and let myself die one more death
knowing i have loved
and did not mistake
this time what i felt

the stars shine over me now
deep night draws to early m
morning and the new day, like
a perfect pearl is dropped
into my palm