VII.
Yesterday my soul was drowning in the rain.
I think my love is the smell of the
Fallen wonders of nature. Though I am soaked to the bone
I never feel the purifying cleansing of it all.
Lost in smiles from the sky
I open my mouth to taste what it’s like to be free.
Palms up I am waiting to be clean. I could stay in the transition
forever.
Could the pain of loss come close to your personal bubble of security?
I realized with the lack of
Enthusiasm
That I was losing touch with myself. And you were floating around
The edges of insanity watching, waiting to catch me.
I blew bubbles to pretend I was safe here.
The surrounding presence of thin colors. I woke up to fear of the world.
And throughout all the years of hiding underneath the
Guilt of reality, I live out what sometimes I wish could really be.
Then suddenly I see that it is all true, and wasn’t in my head.
I am left wondering why I grew up so fast
When I still had childish tendencies of love and life.
Some things were dreams come true but not all was a light in the dark.
My wishes would be impossible. My dreams became who I am.
I kiss a mirror and pretend I love what I see.
Sometimes I do. I see such a strong young woman, ready to take on the
World, but still I see the faintest trace of a weak
Smile. Plastered to my eyes is the knowledge of the opaque truth.
Why did I not feel alone?
Why did I hold on to you knowing I would crush the unseen in you.
I can see me being the girl to give up everything for your good. But I
see that crumble.
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Written July 1st, 2005
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I'm glad I can write from a perspective you understand. Thanks for reading.
♥ Jen -
Thanks again. My mood has shifted violently from serene to in-content...wish I had warning when that happened.
♥ Jen -
I love this series you are writing...it is wonderful. This really is a beautiful piece which, again, relates to how Im feeling in a major way. I lovede the imagery and the creative symbolism used. onc again, you have blown me away.
~Ally -
"That I was losing touch with myself. And you were floating around The edges of insanity watching, waiting to catch me.
I blew bubbles to pretend I was safe here." Love these lines.
~jen
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