im alone,
never lonely.
though sometimes i wish i had someone to see through me,
speak life into me.
exchanging laughter and tears,
who'd rather hunt down fears
than stand in judgement.
someone who loves without pretend,
someone,
a single friend..
close enough to comprehend the madness in my eyes
as we search the open skies....

one day im going a mile a minute
the next day im moving slow enough to manipulate time.
its a wild ride,
hoping for balance and harmony
before uncertainty leads to tragedy...

beneath the hard exterior,
laced with thorns
and silent scorn
...
lies the most fragile flower;
soft and
so innocent.

i barely feel a thing,
i rarely feel a thing.

its like im invisible,
no one sees me
no one hears me
but that's ok because i know that everyone can feel me..

you can never please everyone.. or in some cases,
                                            
                                                          
                                                                   anyone...

nearly imperceptible changes to the inner life
slowly make themselves known in the face of light.