Category: pain

Individual I

Blending in,
For now everyone
Has the traits
That used to mark me
As unique.

My idiosyncrasies
Are now community,
Nothing new or remarkable
In my mind today.

Was individual,
And even slightly weird,
Now everyone does
What i began.

So now i sit
And slightly sigh.
For looking around,
And dreaming that I
Could return to the time
When I was unique
Just once more.

I spoke the truth

I spoke the truth
In a tiny voice,
I spoke the truth
To be told i lied.

I hang my head
in utter shame,
For i spoke the truth,
And you turned away.

I shook my hands,
With a frustrated cry,
Trying to just be heard.
I spoke the truth,
I did not lie.

I was brave,
Though inside i feared,
I spoke the truth,
It was denied.

How can i believe
That i will be safe?
For all is how he said,
I spoke the truth,
No one heard.

Grown and wary,
Weak and weary.
Haunted by what
Cannot ever be undone.

I spoke the truth,
When will i be
Believed?

Homeless

There’s room at the inn,
But I have no money to pay.
The world is cold tonight,
And I have no place to stay.

No I am not lazy,
Nor too awful crazy.
Things just really have not
Been going my way.

My stomach is a growling,
My head has been a spinning,
Yet not a bite can I find
For me to eat.

No jobs available for me to find,
Want a hand up?
must be outta my mind.

There’s room at the inn,
But I’ve no money to pay.

Distorted imagery

You see me
As internet celebrity,
With no sign of lifestyle
Truth in chains.
Not one person
Really knowing me,
Hidden behind an easy profile.
According to you,
Written with naught
But imagination and lies.

Could it be?
that it’s you who
doesn’t see?
Who does not know
The real me?
quietly hiding,
From what you never
Tried to see.
Deeply imbedded
Within us.

Oh boy. A b topic i forgot

     That would be back aches and spasms. I have a crapton of house work to do and am in too much pain to do anything.  Even writing hurts.   So….hopefully tomorrow i will be able to squeeze in some writing time.  Its my girls birthday so i will be spending as much time with her(and making cake pops for her birthday)  as possible. Add in the back issues and i may be crying before the end of tomorrow.