See ya!

Gathering strength
Facing the wind
Walking away
Goodbyes to send

Peace in my soul
Sadness at bay
Not crazy enough
To desire to stay

Me and you
What a combination
One part loneliness
2 parts frustration

And if I could
Ever call it clear
I would have admitted
why you were near

What you gave
was small indeed
No longer necessary
Your ego to feed

Parting was easy
No love loss here
Not half as crazy
as you thought, dear

Wind in my face
Feel so free
Finally owning truth
And you I can see

On my own
Settling into me
Happy at last
Found the key

Know what I want
And what I deserve
What I have to give
And how to serve...

RESURGAM

Burnt
down
again...

Gray Calling...

It is not the rain
I fear
but the cold.
It is not the bleeding
but the coagulation
and the cessation
of the pain.
Numbness
beckons me,
a seductive lover
promising
more than he can deliver.
But
the temptation
looms
largely in front of
my eyes
still wet with tears
that I tired of crying
weeks ago.
There are no tears
when you are
detached-
I could wear a wry smile
and look down
upon the mortals
who live
in the land
where waters run deep.
Perhaps
I will remember
feeling
or
perhaps
all will be erased.
I long
to close off
with the intensity
of someone
who lives stupidly
with emotion
in each
ungraceful breath.
Vivid colors
surround me,
I hurt,
bleed
and scream;
grayness calls,
offers
to envelop me
and lull me to sleep;
it seems harmless
and tranquil
to give up
and give in.
I could
be released
and cling to the nothingness
but
gray really isn't my color
so I stumble
and walk on...

We are all broken...

We are all broken
though only some seem to bleed
We are all broken
and are scattered like seed

We are all broken
each one missing a piece
We are all broken
seeking that sweet release

Disconnected from each other
and from our future home
We are all broken
but we are all Known

We are all broken
though some still dance
and others hide in self protection
and miss out on their chance

We are all broken
though some tears have dried
and some wounds still cause pain
and pierce deep inside

We are all broken
We are all incomplete
We all need each other
in victory and in defeat

We are all broken
but we can love just the same
destiny has arrived
she is calling your name

We are all broken
Yet still the Son shines
He heals our hearts
one soul at a time...

Weighty Matters

She is bigger
than some
smaller than some
not good enough
still
Beauty is
a weighty
matter
and it lays
heavily
upon her chest
self consciously
for all to see
she loathes
herself
for a moment
or two
when the jeans don't fit
and the tears
spill down her face
she tries to catch them
before they ruin her make-up
but she is outnumbered
and so
they fall
with her spirit
and lay
in a puddle on the ground-
a precious resource
the tears of an almost woman
grieving what she isn't
and missing
all that she is
oh-
that she could see herself
through my eyes
she would never cry over split denim
again...
the truth leans in and whispers this question to me:
how many years
did she hear you
worry about your weight
before she picked up her own unnecessary cross
and stumbled
under it's weight?
It is not just she I needed to adore...

Known

Blame me
if you need to
tell yourself
I am needy
and wanted too much
but we both know that
the truth
will whisper
to you
in the dark
Drink it down,
swallow it,
or
smoke it away
but we both know that
the truth
will whisper
to you
in the dark
let me go
rearrange facts
and pretend
while professing to be honest
but we both know that
the truth
will always whisper
to you
in the dark...

Unafraid

I am not afraid of hard
I am not afraid to cry
I am not afraid of you
or of saying goodbye
I know how to be alone
and work
my fingers to the bone
I know how
to put everyone's needs ahead
of my own
I am not super-mom
or super woman
or anything like that
but I am not afraid
to bear the pain
that falls upon my back
I have lived here
for years
and have cried
all the tears
I have to cry
I can no longer lie
Out of the truth
springs the hope;
hope and hard work
with that
I can cope
hope and hard work
are different
than
hard work
and despair
I have finally left there
and I am unafraid
of what lies ahead
my head is high
I have nothing to dread...