Standing on one foot
in the rain
Who is to blame
Holding out a hand
for a dole
or..... for another hand
to hold
to help go
People just passing by
Looking away
To avoid
eye to meet eye
Who’s to blame?
We hide in shame.

Shell ✨🐚

When is it enough?
How far will it take me?
Will it continue to get me through high school
While my sister is recovering in the hospital while pills are still scattered on the counter?
Will it be by my side as a lay in bed, taking another hit, staring blankly at my ceiling, trying to forget.
Can it get me through college while my dad loses his legs?
Can it show me the way, when debt collectors are calling me by name?
When is it time for me to falter, when is it time for me to fall over?

There she sat for unending days
A vacant mournful mold
A radiant beauty in my eyes
With a story left untold

She grasped moments that she viewed
Of children playing outside
While she sat inside her only friend
The wheelchair she occupied

She longed to be a part of
Everything that she was seeing
To run and dance with others
Was just an image of her being

She was gorgeous to say the least
    An Angel ~ ~ in despair
That needed a chance to journey
Somewhere other than her chair

Introduced as just a "Smile”
Soon graduating to a "friend”
I was the recipient of her troubles
My heart was genuine

I desired to help her just as much
As her desire to be free
I told her that she soon would dance
Embraced by the arms of me

She blushed and shrugged at the thought
Knowing this could never be
For her legs were limp and tiny
A feature through destiny

I told her not to reject so fast
That there are many forms of dance
That angels get by with just their wings
So, she surely stood a chance

I lowered myself down to her chair
My arms enwrapped her waist
Raising her to my level
Where freedom was embraced


She was an angel ~now in flight
As my two feet, carried four
We rejoiced in every movement
That we danced across the floor

Like leaves blowing across the ground
We bounced, we meshed, we swayed
We both fulfilled a heartfelt desire
As our bodies entwined that day

She now was the view of envious eyes
A display of rhythmic light
Captivating her many admirers
By her illuminating sight

For I, she was what I always knew
Exquisiteness on reserve
Not shelled by grief no more
A beauty has emerged

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I feel handicapped,
without you.

Today the last seam ripped
From the veil of purity
I bound myself within
I’ve come to the realization
It was merely a handicap
Masquerading as a noble cause
So adamant not to play the game
My choices left me with no defense
No shelter
I’ve given too much credence to the interactions of chemicals
Falsifying chemistry
Turning a blind eye to deceits
In a way I was always aware
But I eagerly brushed those thoughts aside
Hungry for something else
Aching for some sort of natural connection
But when everything is coordinated and man-made
Manipulated
There is no such thing as innocence
Merely naïve souls unwilling to adapt.

I fell from the stars that night
I feared the clouded dark sky
And severed all ties with my world
I collapsed from within
And cried

A Birth called forth my fear
Brought about worry, my tears
For five long months it had built within
Until it happened and I fell to the ground
And cried

An excuse to begin closing my windows
Yet no blame can I place on him
Inwardly broken and frightened of the unknown
That weary cool night, my brother was born,
I cried

No control had been placed in my hands
No one had asked me what I wanted
My God simply had different plans
For my family, for his birth, for when
I cried

Plans that would prove greater than I could imagine
For a boy to show us all what life truly is
To prove that love is more powerful than sin
To teach us what it really means
To cry

That night was the foundation of following feats
My brother would breathe and walk,
His mind would prove stronger than possible
The miracle of our home caused us all
To cry

Despite the distress caused by his birth
In time I grew stronger in mind and in heart
For that night I knew that everyday I’d see his face
And realize his joy, his mind, his life. And I’d smile
And cry.