I examine my body in the mirror
Look at my face, my hair
My small breasts and slender hips
My legs, my feet
The scars on my hands
My regretful tattoos
I am not limited to what people see on the outside, it’s only flesh
My soul must be clean
Not a spot, or a wrinkle
And when I will have had my fill I will return for seconds
Nothing will be left behind
I look ahead, gaining momentum as they come and go
So very loudly I do yell
And it’s all for you.
How I hate the outcome of this game..
To experience warm, close
the desire for the communicative exchanges
To merge self with another
need for affiliation
The need for intimacy as we breathe
People come and go all day long.
People, we are but people..
Who will will you know in the next couple of years, who will stick around.
Lovely in the way that nothing will ever feel like this..
You are so very fortunate to grasp it and look it in the eyes and have it kiss you
You felt everything
And it touched all the corners of your mind
You wept.
No, we do not all feel the same
It’s a hit or miss, will you play the game
Give it your all
You just may win
You just might see..
When things are in front of you so clearly..
And what do you do?
You ignore it all.
There must be more to life than this..
And what will I do?
I don’t want anything..
I feel so unwell.
I have given, given much
Gentle, gentle now, be still
You can be so near, yet so very far away, I could almost grasp it, but it proved to be an illusion
Or maybe I’ve finally gone mad..
It is my ignorance that has caused me to become stagnated
Open up, wake up
People will be people all day long
And what will you do?
What will you say when your all alone at night and you seek comfort to reassure yourself it isn’t just a waste of time
But it is unless you start to live
I want it so badly
If time be on my side..