We’re all born with our eyes closed to what we learn to be the world.
Our sounds begin with crying, our fingers bunched and curled.
We’re taught our eyes should open and our hands should follow suit.
Our lips we’re told to quiet, our lungs we’re taught to mute.
We’re taught rules are to be followed, enforced calmly with intent.
Our freedoms and our thoughts are forced and every feeling bent.
We grow into what we are made of and what we’re meant to be
These people born with their eyes closed now teaching us to see.
A potluck set of people and we’re told to pick just one
Forever and for always our individuality is undone
Over time it comes back around and soon we have to teach
Our own little entrées that bunched up hands can’t reach
Closed eyes are not able to watch and loud mouths don’t ever listen
We bend and break and force our little dishes until they glisten.
We age and rot and give up on what our hearts once dreamed
And dying we may realize that it’s not what it had seemed.
Saint Peter looks inside his book and asks us how we are
And crying with our eyes closed we ask our lucky stars
Why never in our lives we questioned what we were
Here we are at God’s front door and we finally concur
Hands bunched up and fingers curled, eyes shut and kept closed tightly
The world we lived on and left for here was horrid and unsightly.
Yet every morning we woke up and our eyes opened to the sun
We've been quietly observing a world that’s vastly overdone.

I’m broken and I’m falling.
Not even sure where from.
Right now my heart is beating
Because no end has come
I’m waiting for the ending
Still watching for the sign
When I hit the ground
It’ll hit that you’re not mine.
I’m falling and I caused it.
No one pushed me off this ledge
I knew no one would catch me
I just aimed to hit the hedge.
I fell and now I'm breaking
It's no one's fault but mine
And like this broken record
I'll hit the ground and I'll be fine.

Don't
Look.

Please

Don't look at me.

Don't
Ask me
If I'm
Okay.

Don't.

Please don't.

Leave
Me
Alone.

I like
Alone.

I don't
Want
Company

Don't
Look
At
Me.

Please.

I sit at the same table
Drinking the same tea
Nothing here has changed
Or everything, but me.
I feel not overwhelmed
Nor accomplished- nor ashamed.
Time is moving forward
And I feel so unchanged.
I'm numb to my accomplishments
Nothing is defined.
All I've ever worked for
Is just a paper someone signed.
While this world is moving forward
I don't know what I'm doing.
I know what it is I'm trying
And I know what I'm pursuing
But I'm lonely in this calmness.
I'm lonely sipping tea.
I just wish this ever changing world
Would sit and sip with me

When the earth first saw the sun
No words could e'er describe
What warmth his darkest corners felt
His joy he could not hide.
His broken heart did beat with life
Rivers swam into the sea.
Trees did reach the highest heights
Till no darkness they could see.
And the sun continued shining
Moving all around the earth.
He found joy in all life he saw
In shining he found worth.
And throughout this shining glory
Throughout their brightened years.
No words have ever been exchanged
Nor smiles, frowns, or tears.
The sun ne'er once said to the earth
"You owe me for my gift"
Instead, in endless thanks and praise,
His love the earth doth lift.
See and behold the truest love
Of only we, not my.
This love that gave life to the world
And lights up our whole sky.

Sometimes I find that I am thinking of you
and my eyes drift towards my senses dissapating and
evaporating
in the air like little
wisps
of
smoke
and I can almost catch them in the palms of my hands-
but they instead snuggle around the tips of my fingers and vanish
in the air.
Then I go mad with questions, questions for which I don't know how to answer but by memories,
memories which are countered and argued by speculations.
Did you ever love me?
You said
Yes.
But why, then, did you let me go? Was it because you thought I was already gone,
gone like the little
wisps
of
smoke
that became of my senses?
That I left you?
I did.
I had already bought the coffin for my memories to be buried in with our love.
But you do not control your heart with your mind.
Do you?
No, you do not. You cannot.
Did I ever love you?
I said
Yes.
And I do.
And be mine forever, never let me leave you.
But you did, you bought my ticket and paid the cab.
You hurt me.
But I still long for you.
And just like that my strength vanishes
evaporating
like the little
wisps
of
smoke.
And I wimper like a lost child.
I am a lost child,
find me again, before I elude you
like my fingertips were by the gentle wisps.
Catch me before I fall.