I apologize if you do not think that you are loved
This self imposed isolation
Makes for hide and seek
A desperate delightful search
My loved ones and me
My life is different in daylight than what most of you see
But my loyalty is strong and steady
Even as my abilty to speak wanes
Just give me a little time and you will see I will find I am myself again
My secret self of silence and thought demand attention but soon will fade away
A thief in the night with a blade to my throat
Anxiety coaxes me into believing that nothing I write is worth reading
And who am I with out the words?
Blood trickles freely from me or my pen
As it starts again
That glorious bloodletting
That is truly me
But for just a little while
Let me be alone
Let me hide
Look past this obvious disguise
Because I am too tired to fight
And it would be a disservice
To water down my passion
To finger paint on the page
Let me rest and I will return
With chaos, whimsy, and rage
Wish me sweet dreams for this waking sleep
I will kiss your cheek
And leave you marked
Beautiful. Your plea is heard. Don’t drive yourself to distraction. Even though your readers grasp at your words, take care of yourself first. Rest so you can come back refreshed.
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Love it! You are vey deep, talented and sensitive.
Cindy Giesen
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Thank you Cindy!
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