As a little girl I could not quite understand why the world had to be black and white. I always saw a rainbow of colors, everyone called it dreaming, pretending. "Come down from there", "get your head out of clouds" "Face reality". "Need no one" "Love your life quickly, never trust a soul". Well....... I still Hear the trees talk to me, telling me their tales, Hear the wind calling me, caressing me, her child. I wonder if that babbling brook still laughs when the children swim. I still like to lay in the grass looking high above into the clouds, my arms stretching toward the heavens. Or walking barefoot in the mud. How fun to blow bubbles with a friend. To me it seems that the only thing changed are the people around me. They are older, ignorant, full of blind dreams, dying everday. Having forgottend that at one time they did know How to live. amawitch/2007
Where do you go when you run from here? What ghosts of pain and loss do you fear? What secret place have you found out? that keeps you running all about. I was your very closest kin, Now that needle has moved right in. I fear for you in that dark plain One day you wont come back again. Before I lose you to the wind Hold my hand and be my friend. Let me know what I can do To show you that I love you too. Please know that in my house of light I can perhaps hold back the night. Allowing you to just be free for a few hours of your agony. I cannot magik 'way the pain I can only blot away the stain. that life has marked you for its own Until you go to your new home. So please stay with me for a while That I may enjoy your loving smile. You see I live in darkness too of pain and aloneness just like you. I have no where I can run And when your here you are my sun I can be yours, if you'll let me try To share the burdens of lifes sigh. I cannot take away the pain I can only push it away again. And push it I will if I can but see Your beautiful happy smile for me. Break the needle, break the need Come to me, on my faith feed Grit your teeth, shake and sweat Get it out, so we can forget. It ever happened..... amawitch/2007
I was asked for a map
of the four winds.
I looked up in horror
as I realized that
I had lost my way.
The gathering storm.
Whispering to me of
my neglect, I chase
after the last gust of
wind, weeping for my loss.
My mind is having a fit, screaming and yelling
to get it all out, driving me to
insane levels of ridiculous
and impulsive thoughts.
What the hell did I do to deserve being alone
all these years without a shoulder,
or ear to hear me, support me
in my depressions or cheer me on.
Why the hell do my kids not listen to me,
appreciate what I have done, and give credence to
a wiser and life learned individual,
who only loves them.
Why cant my folks take me as I am,
a writer, an empath, who crys when the world
hurts and only wants to make things better,
for those who have not.
Why do I have to be unemployed, over qualified
under degree'd, wanting only to live on more than
what the government says I earned
when I worked for years.
I think I feel better now that I have had a fit,
feeling a bit foolish, but relieved to know
the pressure is gone, with the simple act
of writing it down.
And tomorrow is another day
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