When I
Believe you
As the universe
And
You do
The same

Whatever
We do
Is
No less than
A cosmic
Celebration

I am healing
While you're a healer
You are healing
While I'm a healer

Staying angry
Keeps the birds
From flying,
The flowers
From blooming
And you
From returning home.

I wish,
I could cry it all out
let the tears roll

Ironical as it seems
I felt everything ,
The sadness in the eyes.
The happiness in the smile.
The affection of the arms.
Everything.

Yet I have nothing  
The sadness in my eyes
nor fear.
The happiness in my smile
nor disgust.
The affection of the arms
nor anger.
Nothing.

Like sponge,
Easy to slice and slash
and simply burn to ash

And I know
it is I
barely alive
Numb.

I lived a large
part of my youth
carrying things
that didn’t
belong to me
Indeed I’ve carried
their loads for
too **** long
The load of how
they felt about me
the load of what
they’ve said about me
the load of how
They’ve perceived me
for far too long
These load was never
mine to carry
to begin with
Today I am free
free at last
from criticism
fears , insecurities
and other people’s
opinion
These loads
are no longer mine
to carry
Regardless
how desperate
and foolish
they may seem