born this way

Love this song

and this girl does an incredible job.

words words words

All I want is for someone to listen, someone to hear, someone to know, someone to understand.

Those someones give the words

meaning.

supernovas and stardust

You are the light in my veins, the sunshine under my feet.

You are the sound of the ocean buried in the conch,

the sound of the hidden coins in my mother's couch.

You are the Atlas of my world, the invisible hand, the center of it all.

let go

There is that one thing. 

That one moment you hesitated, that one second you waited,

that one thing that has not stopped

haunting you since.

Can you see it? It hurts to imagine it, fear pulses in your toes.

But look at it.  See it for what it is-

raw, naked, imperfect.

And now it is a burning ball of fire in the

pit of your stomach, white hot flames

licking your guts.

Hold your hands in front of you,

palms up.  Now reach inside yourself,

reach through the skin and tissue and muscles

and grab that flaming mess.

Throw it far far away...

watch it fly, watch it disapear beyond the horizon,

see the sparks fly up from where it landed.

And feel the rush of the relief

course through you.

Free.

new year, now clear

It has been many breaths, many moons, many shooting stars and lightning bursts

but I am home.  Not in the sense of

a structure or wooden frame, not in the sense of dinner table conversations,

or family movie nights, or landscaped lawns.  Home in the

idea of the word, in the comfort in my heart

and understanding in my veins.

I am back and ready for a year of light and love,

a year of glimmering home in the shadowy corners,

a year of chances and make-believe.

speak, scream, shout!

There are moments when your hear your heart beat and you know it is time.

And your brain may fight and push and argue

but you know. 

You know that you have words that have been locked in your soul,

waiting to fly out

and it is time to set them free.

In mid-air they dazzle and shine, so much that you may fear them. 

Don't.  Your power is your truth, your power is your love,

your power is in these words that need to be said.

 

Everyone wants to know they are not alone,

everyone wants to know there is a person who is looking out for them

no matter what.  No matter what.

So speak those words, tell the truths, cry out to the wind, the sky, the air,

the people that you love. 

The people that matter.

They are waiting-

this is your time.

Sorry for the terribly long breaks between posts right now my lovely readers, I'll try to be better! Thank you always for the sweet and wonderful comments.  Things are insanely busy right now so I haven't had much time to be on here but I am always thinking of all of you and when days seem especially long I actually go back and read the lovely comments on posts, they make things so much better.  You all are so fabulous :)

i'm shining like fireworks

  

Do you see me when you look to the sky, look to the stars?

Because each shining light reminds me of you,

of the brightness in your eyes, in the glimmer that I saw.

You can lose me now, you can leave me now,

you can pretend we've been over since the day we begun.

But I won't forget, and neither will the stars.

If you could just stop whispering those lies,

beautiful twists of smoke, curling in the air,

intoxicating me. 

If you could just stop acting as though there is an ocean between us,

acting as though there is something we cannot get over.

I want to be your friend.

I don't need to be anything more.

I'm scared to touch you because I don't want you to think I mean it. 

I'm scared to be near you because I don't want to lose you entirely,

I don't want to lose you forever.

I drew a black line in pastel across a white canvas. 

You took your hand and smeared it as you interlocked our fingers,

 as you looked at me,

taking me back to when it was our hearts interlocked.

I ran away fast and I ran away far,

but I can't forget you.

But maybe it's not about forgetting.

It's about remembering,

remembering the feeling, the hope, the knowledge that yes,

I can be loved.