A memory of strength
slowly becomes my reality,
Days are manageable
nights are restful,
Remembering all I’ve overcome
inspires me to keep moving,
Stagnant air permeates deceit
growth is what I need to breathe,
Friendships, love, healing
appreciating the gift of life.
© LR 2012
An instance of pure nostalgia,
a sudden shift in mood,
Doubt, fear, and anger
flood my thoughts,
A moment on cloud nine
ruined by my own disbelief,
Questions run through my mind,
my heart races in predetermined pain,
Tears shed for the day
he’ll break my heart.
Nothing can ever be enough,
no one will ever be enough,
I turn away from depth,
this risk I’ll take,
Living each day killing my self
one thought at a time,
Rest dear woman,
Enjoy the journey of love,
allow yourself to be good enough,
Believe you’re deserving of adoration
simply, because you are.
© LR 2012
Four white walls etched with traces of accidents.
The bright yellow sun
Its rays stretch out to meet me.
A heavy black box
Muffles beats
Soothes my ears.
Used
Heavy
A comfortable place to sit, reflect, express
Inspires me.
A thick tablet
Accepting, trustworthy, safe
On it I reveal all that is within
Day and night
Night and day.
© LRS 2011
