I like you~I love you~I need you

something about that makes me wanna say….

I write to you out of lack today
I come to you with nothing to say
I seem to come to this place
Thoughts I’d like to erase
Memories without a trace
Of dignity left inside me
And I wonder will I forever
be always seeking
never coming to the full
knowledge of anything
significant…
If I do
will I find
what lies behind
The hope that drives
me on
meaninglessness….
Will I have spent
all this time seeking
something that is
unattainable
grasping at ghosts…
Standing against
the very wind
that threatens
the very life
I cling to…
Realizing
grasping and clinging
is more desperation
to scoop up what’s
left of my dignity
Because I know
this only
perpetuates more
feverish dancing about
on the threshing floor
perhaps to glean
one stalk, one twig
of normalcy
What is normal?

Father he said to me. . .
I offer you this
he said
more of the same
more of the shame
more of the game
more of the name
more of the tame
lion that roars
fiercely inside
waiting to escape
captivity

“I’m not in a good place Father,” she said
Where did you go child?
Somewhere safe
far away from human grasp
far away from any place you know
For I have gone where dreams are made
Where the river of life flows freely
Where flowers never die
Fruit is abundant
And peace is finally mine….

Oh said Father…..
you’ve got quite
and open wound, he said.
You’re going to have to let
this heal.
Can’t you just cover it back
up,? I asked.
“No dear, you cannot put
a bandage over open heart
surgery, it must heal
from the inside out.” he said.

Please Father can you tell me
where do I find that one?
The one that has all the answers?

See that road over there……

Follow it. . .baby girl don’t look back

I never told you
I’m really sorry
I’ve never told you
how I wished I
thought it through
and I wish I knew
so many things
I now know
Nevertheless,
I can’t change a thing
wouldn’t change a thing
I lost my mind
for a while
and you found me mindless
nearly out of mine
and then

I was quiet~I just stopped
thinking and started feeling again
Thank you

Excuse me sir
I’d like to exchange this heart
for one that’s bright and shiny
and not all torn apart

He took my heart into his hands
Said here let’s look at this
But my dear your hearts not broken
It’s simply needs a fix

With each word he said
the sinews grew right there
it was as if he knew me in ways
and handled it with care

It didn’t seem to matter
and I laid it all out bare
he tucked it in his pocket
said let me keep it there

I listened as he spoke
his words they had such light
and I wondered would he listen
to all my cares and frights

I asked could he be with me
through life’s worries and snares
He applied this balm upon my heart
His Grace is resting there

Inspired from a conversation with a dear dear friend

to chase the demons
from my mind
to rid myself
of this test
will I pass
or fail miserably?
I’ve swept my house
7 times they came
to claim their space
erase my name
The battle rages
I’m trapped in cages
I seek a release
I hang for ages
light
I see the light
I am focused on you
the light
SWEPT CLEAN
my house again