So it began
We met before I believed
You valued me before I knew i had any
It was the scariest thing because
now with you
i had something to loose
paralyzed
No room to breathe
afraid you would start to realize your mistake
to open you would fall into my black hole
in silence you would never know what you mean to me
So I created the middle path of the razor that cut me into a thousand new pieces
spilling out into a thousand directions.
No truth no lies
Noting but a shifting storm of memories
Falling into a valley of hopes
Not knowing even myself
within
a cloud of possibility
I began to forget the past
loosing grip of the future
Sometimes dust
Sometimes a gruesome blizzard of being
Sometimes the ecstasy of freedom
I tried to smile
to hide the blood that I was breathing
in me newly alive
for the first time
hiding no longer
Now a cloud
I am the winds child
I see the world and travel freely
Sometimes sitting so you can see me
near the earth
as the sun falls over the edge
turning pink so you know
how much you mean to me
jp 2013!