Where I’m unknown I stifle sobs And dab my eyes. I don’t belong. I don’t fit in. There’s nothing here That smells of me, That looks like me, That calls to me. I climb a hill To watch the sun Pour pink and gold On lacy clouds. I scan the valley Full of houses. Which one is mine- It’s hard to tell. they look the same But I do not. My footsteps do not Fit the path I need to walk If I’m to find A welcome here I worship the wrong Ideals and ideas And I must hide Behind a silent smile Lest I be ushered out. I cannot run I’m here to stay There is no other Universe for me. I’ll choose a Another middle name- Chameleon sounds right. I’ll make them think I’m one of them And blend into a life. ljm
Another old one (well, 6 mo. old, anyway). From my "I don't want to be here" period. I'm better (resigned) now.
Dear hurting girl,
Feeling things does not make you weak. The thing that makes us women so strong is that we have the ability to express our emotions. That is the greatest power there is.
You don’t know this yet
But when I look at you I see everything I’ve ever wanted in this life. I see my every mornings coffees And favorite hello’s. Everything from everyday. From now on. Too bad you don’t know that yet.
Destiny crossed our paths.
But will it make you a part in my life?
The colour of your eyes, How your smile forms Or even how your cheeks turn red. I know, The sound of your laugh, The rythm of your breathing And the music your heart plays. I know and still remember, Your dreams and hopes Scariest nightmares And craziest thoughts. How can i not call you home?
Tear stained pages
Tear stained pillows The legacy of my love for you. ljm
I still remember the day you took my hand,
Kissed my forehead, And told me you didn't love me.
November 13, 2018
I miss the thought of us,
but maybe there was nothing to think of from the beginning.