Monthly Archives: January 2013

Living like this.

IMG_1618I’m not patient.
I do want it all.
I can do anything, and still feel nothing.
It’s a broken, scary feeling, seeing yourself in someone else’s mirror.
Masking desire in a captive mind.
I am everything and everyone for everyone besides one –
Me.
Winding all these frames of time into a locked box of seven days.
What becomes of the last?
A comfortable scent lingers.
It’s a broken, scary feeling,
Seeing yourself undecided.

M.

Better.

I’m starting out with a white blank page,
Recycled paper < recycled heart.
I can choose to be excited, delighted-
I can choose to stay on the beaten path.
Penning insecurities,
Admitting flaws,
Feeling.
Something.
Better.
I started out with a white blank page,
I realized there was nothing to fear.
As my pen slipped across in the velveteen hour,
Penning insecurities,
Admitting flaws –
I drew myself a new map.
A new beginning.
Something.
Better.

 

M.

 

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