Reaching out beyond the dream of what you thought was real, spinning on this ball of life, head now under heel. Ready to die, to live this life so raw, alive on ledge- dancing, hurling, freeing your soul to finally stretch the edge.

Friday, March 11, 2016

Stop Hyding


Did you by any chance see
something fabulous in me, that helped you
grow the way you helped me?

Am I part of your darkness
or am I brightening your light, like
The way you make me glow, still?

Remembering those days when
I sat at your feast
of laughter, loving & ∊ḉ﹩☂ḁşẙ

Tell me now, please
that you have taken it all away from me,
Which of you, are you, really?


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