She blows through the wind
Ever so free
She's not bothered by not having
Company
She could light up the universe only with her smile
But only if she wanted to...
She's not sure if she has her key but
She doesn't mind to be locked out for awhile
She drives with her sunroof open
Because she finds comfort in the suns  warmth on her
skin.
It sets her shivering inside at ease.
She's unthoughtfully honest and dearly protects her kin.
Her heart feels cold.
She owns the fact that its no longer there...just an empty black
Hole.
Finishing her cigarette as she ponders on whats next.
She has misplaced her emotions and forgot what love is
Perhaps you can show her.
She.
Is.
Me.
-Jennifer DeAngelo
Copyrighted 2016

Is life a domino effect?
Will this move determine the outcome of my next?
Perplexed..
At the end what happens?
Do our souls wander?
I ponder...
What happens?
Are we mere stains..to be wiped away with a napkin?
I don't even know to who these questions I'm askin'..
Are there  lost souls?
Do people's souls go missin'?
Does it happen because of the living forgettin'?
Is it because they are unforgiven?
Or do they lurk the earth to be our hearth
To insulate...
To keep...
To be the base of our fire!
So we are awake when we are tired!
What is quietus like?
Will we ever know?
Or is finding out ending the fight....