Flight

I feel like the world around me 
is crumbling
everywhere I look
there is conflict 

and argument 
nothing feels safe anymore 

I want to run away and hide

protect myself from the devastation
but there's nowhere to go 
because the devastation 
is happening
in me

Treading Water

At times I feel like an island in a vast and empty sea,

all the ties that hold me, floating loose and unraveling,

my loneliness threatening to pull me under into the dark and murky depths. 
In desperation I cling to the remaining threads, treading water,
and praying that tomorrow I will awake from my restless dreaming
to find those connections, once again, sure and true.

I blew it

I love you

and all I ever wanted was for you to be happy

and for me to be the reason why

but I gave up way to easily

believing in my inability to affect you

and so we spent the rest of our time together drowning in unrequited love.

Flying

I could love you with all my heart if you let me
If you made it safe
If you loved me back
just like I love you
We could lose ourselves
in each other
and be as one
We could fly
together, you and I
But reality keeps stepping in
There's always something else that distracts
There's always someone else to love
There's always something else that needs doing
And it knocks me to the ground
It takes away my wings
And I just stand there
waiting
Not knowing what else to do
Hoping, that I can fly again with you soon

Seeing Me

Today I looked in the mirror and I saw
a child, full of joy and laughter
feeling as free as the wind
as she rides her bicycle with abandon
down the steep hill

Today I looked in the mirror and I saw
a young woman, full of hopes and dreams
bursting with enthusiasm
overjoyed by the possibilities
of the life unfolding before her eyes

Today I looked in the mirror and I saw
a strong woman, full of courage and resolve
determined to live her life
in accordance with the values and principles
that she alone has defined

Today I looked in the mirror
and for the first time in a long time
I saw me

Self Reflection

When I look in the mirror
there is nothing to see
Without you to reflect off of
I don't exist
Alone
I sit waiting
an empty shell
waiting to discover
who I am

Poem

Battered daily by a storm
that no one else can sense
hopes snapped off
like dry and brittle twigs

In the calm, new branches grow
only to be torn away
by the next gust of wind