The thrill of existing as words on paper, of being able to
breathe by exhaling words, thrills me. It rivets me. It owns me. I am addicted
to the thrill, the uncontrollable high of writing and rewriting myself. If you
seek answers, look no farther than a blank page; it will show you all you
really need to know. More than answers, it will give you a home, a purpose. My
voice, unlike most of those around me, isn’t a noise, isn’t some pitch or tone
I can recognize in a crowd; it is a completely unique pattern of letters on
paper that I can’t explain without changing it. I read the world around me like
a book, and I write what I see. Every breath I take is a new word leaving a
fantastic new tang on my lips, and the only way to express it is by documenting
it on paper with the voice I can’t hear. When the only way to exist is by the stream of words inside of me, every word becomes a piece of me, and I'm confronted with the fact that through my barely legible scribbles, I am learning to breathe.
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Monday, April 8, 2013
Thursday, September 27, 2012
Hopeless Nights
Boxed in, trapped, stuck
The walls stood forebodingly,
Watching me drown.
There is fluorescence all around me,
But it is all dark, all black,
bleak unnaturalness, artificial, fake.
I want to give up,
admit my defeat.
Just let me be in peace.
But time strangles me
with moonlight chains.
Save me from this something,
rising in my throat,
tightening my jaw,
wetting my eyes.
The walls stood forebodingly,
Watching me drown.
There is fluorescence all around me,
But it is all dark, all black,
bleak unnaturalness, artificial, fake.
I want to give up,
admit my defeat.
Just let me be in peace.
But time strangles me
with moonlight chains.
Save me from this something,
rising in my throat,
tightening my jaw,
wetting my eyes.
Saturday, September 8, 2012
Tears
Leave me here,
Drowning in my tears
As you take the last word
Leave me in tears.
Why can’t you understand
That I don’t?
I love you
You’ve got to know
But sometimes
I’ve got to let go
Because you bring me to tears.
Your shouts fill the room
But this isn’t right
You’re not perfect
But neither am I.
I won’t lie to you
In words or in feelings.
Take me as I am
Because it’s all I can be.
And if you read this
Know that this is no attack
But just how I cope.
Sunday, August 12, 2012
Awake
I’ve suddenly started seeing through my own eyes
What is happening to me
10:00 PM, and the night is alive
All my senses have come alive
I want to run, skip, dance, walk
I see you world
I see you now
Before I was just seeing
Just taking in
Like I was watching my life
Through no eyes of my own
Living in my head
But now I can feel
I can hear
And everything is all around me
I’ve never felt so much like I am actually here
What is this magic
This strange awareness
I am here
I am here now
Vividly, completely, unequally here
Let this be our little secret
This night, I have finally awoken
And I am here
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