Think Before You Speak...

Me, Myself & I:

I wear more than Converse.

I speak more than English.

In my head space there are corners around which I am squeamish.

I write songs no one hears.

I have novels un-read.

I can't quiet the thoughts I feel, drowning in dread.

I live in the space twixt the dark and the light.

I long to connect, but I fear that I might.

I try to let go, but I'm holding on tight...

Keep it safe.

I sing more than lyrics.

I can memorize quickly.

There's not just my way; people do each thing differently.

I can draw with charcoal.

I can paint with my hands.

Every day I must move, my whole body must dance.

Sometimes a person discovers new things 'bout themselves.

They want to sink that chapter back into the shelves.

The difference is owning our wounds and our wells.

Trust your heart.

I can act with my love.

I can cry from my soul.

I can access that part of me, which keeps me whole.

My joints bend too much.

I re-live old slights.

You've probably forgotten; I re-play under lights.

In my mind I empower and torture my being.

All the things I don't say; intuition is seeing.

If I choke on emotion, you won't see me breathing.

I'm here.