Sometimes… (article)
Sometimes I feel like a sheep in wolves clothing.
In our formative years,
we all change certain aspects of our behavior
in order to better fit in with others.
We all compromise in different ways
so we can ease tension with those around us.
We give up parts of ourselves,
thinking it will make things easier.
It seldom does.
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In silence she blooms (a poem)
The beauty of a rose,
wrapped tight within the vines,
upon my trellis waiting,
just waiting for her time.
Bursting open, petals stretch
unto the light of day.
Exploding colors all around,
for Spring has come to stay.
The Coming Storm (a poem)
A heavy storm is brewing,
out on horizon’s line.
Panic sets as we worry how,
to prepare ourselves in time.
Differences (thoughts)
Life is serenely complicated.
Some people try to stand out,
and by doing so hope to fit in
with others who do the same.
Me, I never wanted to stand out,
to be different, but I am.
I guess we all are, in our own way,
different that is.
A Flood (thoughts)
Awakened by fireworks at 1:30AM.
Disoriented I get up to see
why there are explosions
outside our back door.
Standing there looking out the bathroom window,
it hits me.
A flood of realization.
me (a poem)
there is a me that no one sees
the one i long to be
to live a life devoid of fear
i’m dying to be free
i see a world when eyes are closed
in dreams that’s where i go
for there i truly am at peace
in a place that few may know
The Dark Masquerade (a poem)
Let not the darkness consume you,
nor live in a world without hope.
For trying to live such as they do,
will leave you to suffer alone.