"Self-sufficient,"
that's what you said
But who ever said
that was the goal?
If ever I needed someone,
it was only you.
Bereft without you, I learned
how to be
self-sufficient.
You are a thorn in my heart.
All who know me can see me
yet your blindness baffles me.
Strangers can comprehend
my motivation
yet you elude me in this,
a puzzle my mind can't work around.
I feel I am a failure
for your ignorance;
yet proof abounds:
I am not at fault in this.
Yet you torture me
because you and you alone
are blind to the truth of me.
For twenty-six years
I've called you home
forming and informing me
Now leaving for wide open spaces
crossing borders into the unknown
I am grounded in all that's past
to guide me through what's to come
Funny thing about living here...
something so significant
for such short span of time
My idyllic childhood encapsulated
into six months to a year
And yet...
ideals are never as they seem:
The battles betray
the reality of
this so-called peaceful existence
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Broken and shattered
but most could never see
the cracks.
Put back together by
the most loving hands.
Fine bone china
stitched together
made stronger
once broken and healed.
Do you even see me?
Do you understand at all?
After all this time
you see me one-dimensionally,
a hyperbolic caricature.
But what about the heart
that beats beneath the surface?
What about the soul that longs
to see the best fulfilled
in everyone?
Do you even see me?
Or do your preconceived notions
blind you to the reality
that is me?
No monsters here,
just imperfection on parade.
Unresolved
Everything I thought was over
Everything I thought I'd dealt with
has come back to haunt me
The past is not dead,
but lives in me
in the background
Every time I think it's over
Every time I think I've dealt with it all
another memory causes trouble
in my heart and in my mind
Divided among myself,
pieces have been taken
and scattered to the world
All that I thought was finished
will never be
The strings cannot be cut
Or to the wind
I lose myself
Forever lost
to the ones who have touched me
and left with a part of me
To remain intact
is not to Forget
2006
our shadows dance in candlelight,
they hold each other close
as we stand apart
revealing the lies
we swept under the carpet
your adulterous acts
have fractured our relationship
and still our shadows play
they laugh together
knowing they, our Souls,
will be forever intertwined
while we are in pain
and you try to comfort me,
take away the tears you've given me
but looking at you
I see a stranger,
someone I never knew,
someone I never knew you could be
and our shadows dance in the candlelight
of what started out as a romantic eve
but now the sweet melody in the background, our song
has been tainted with your dirty secrets
In the garden, evil lurks,
the serpent prepares to strike
Of all life, the crown it was,
God's own image, Adam and
his wife. Stewards of Eden,
they roved through God's own garden
tending to each little bush.
Unbeknownst to them, there was
a presence uninvited.
He roamed the earth, he slithered,
waiting for a proper chance
to tear them away from bliss.
He, among God's creation,
prepared for the deception;
upon naїve Eve he preyed,
her innocence her downfall.
The tainting of the world took
just one bite of forbidden
fruit; the breaking of God's sole
command. Therein entered sin
to destroy with moth and rust
what God