Thank you... for if you knew me then,
back when I was frail of will
silence my deniable partner, my youth's imaginary friend
mute - back when I let others decide
for me what was best
if not for them
Then, for everyone else, a circle ****
of leaches & nosforatu
if only you had seen
how I avoided my life like sunlight
taking the quickest way around, no risks
rather than witness each
cacophony of sight and sounds loudly
how a soul awakens
heart hushing night... with you,
if not for you,
how I dove into black fires
of E, K, & G
wishing my days would leave me
dancing and attacking each fiberous
inch of my energy
you would understand me
now - that I am thanking you...
but luckily, you stand in my presence
my spring / of my winters clouded
often cold and uncaring
undecidedly blaring at me
You have broken the spell
for now I have a story
a life I can script in Fairy Tales
because of you, I am as open as branches
and beaches on Summer Days
sunlit happy endings and waterfalls
or of paradise to wash the grime away
I am newly fresh
born to seek my dreams and find golden
blooms of rich bouquets
days so full of quenching my future's thirst
I have learned to drink love again
for that, I thank you...
Now it is yours to nurture
only feed it truth...
Dec 3, 2016
Dec 3, 2016 at 12:57 AM UTC
Thank you... for if you knew me then,
back when I was frail of will
silence my deniable partner, my youth's imaginary friend
mute - back when I let others decide
for me what was best
if not for them
Then, for everyone else, a circle ****
of leaches & nosforatu
if only you had seen
how I avoided my life like sunlight
taking the quickest way around, no risks
rather than witness each
cacophony of sight and sounds loudly
how a soul awakens
heart hushing night... with you,
if not for you,
how I dove into black fires
of E, K, & G
wishing my days would leave me
dancing and attacking each fiberous
inch of my energy
you would understand me
now - that I am thanking you...
but luckily, you stand in my presence
my spring / of my winters clouded
often cold and uncaring
undecidedly blaring at me
You have broken the spell
for now I have a story
a life I can script in Fairy Tales
because of you, I am as open as branches
and beaches on Summer Days
sunlit happy endings and waterfalls
or of paradise to wash the grime away
I am newly fresh
born to seek my dreams and find golden
blooms of rich bouquets
days so full of quenching my future's thirst
I have learned to drink love again
for that, I thank you...
Now it is yours to nurture
only feed it truth...
Written 2009
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