pour down to green the grass
to fill the empty reservoirs
to lift the river over
edges
life giving and taking a
balance
the earth spins and tides
ebb and flow
the rain
brings life and death
in balance with the sun dries
the moon glows
it all sways in
the dance of ministry
the  knowing of
some powerful being
or is it me
and you?

If I wrote it in blood,
would it mean more?

Treasure what has been givin,
Rely on each other, feel the
Uniqueness of your love,
Enjoy what has been given, because
Love is an unbreakable bond that
Only a few can comprehend, the
Variety, the deepness, the bond that
E**veryone desires, is yours.

I am not yet who I am supposed to be.

I have a past; I have regrets.
And there are words that I'd love to take back.

Shame can take me places I wish not to be.
Those things that I have done come creeping back to me.

I feel like a child who's lost and alone. I never feel safe, I never feel at home.

My eyes are blind, can this be? I feel like a prisoner who won't be set free.

© Melissa Carlson 2015

They say "suicide is not the option"
    
           but...
                                                 *they never give you another one..