I am the girl who never let gravity get in the way
but I am still afraid to fly
I am not bound by the illusion of time and space
yet I find myself grounded in my own mind
I am the girl who dances with gypsys
who walks barefoot alone, empty pockets and complete satisfaction
only to find myself paralyzed with what a non-existent audience thinks
only to want more and more people and things to drown out the screams in my head
I am the girl who goes to the places I see in my dreams
I see miracles in a leaf
I see what others claim don’t exist
I am tuned into the frequency of another realm
I can’t help but see hope in dark places
but sometimes I allow the darkness to overtake me and the world to feel dead and ordinary
Yet, I am the girl that understands that to let go is to live
to love is to have a broken heart
to capture beauty is the best reason to exist
I am the girl that feels enormous mountains and crashing waves
who carries races and nations in my words and in my tears
I need to move and cry and fall apart and feel alive
because I am
this girl has crossed broken bridges and mended broken hearts
and seen things that have left me breathless and hopeless
and wanting to scream and punch walls and rebuild them
I take things too seriously and laugh at mistakes and danger
if all this isn’t an adventure, then what is the point?
this girl has overcome silence and spoken
played the peacemaker and advocate
heard music in the white noise and saw secrets in the shadows
I can’t help but wonder
I can’t help but try to express
I am the girl that can’t help but see meaning
What a good story! Thanks for sharing.
What a beautifully honest, sensitive and evocative piece….Your words touch something deep down below the waves, down where all the unseen churning currents bring things to the light and can be glimpsed……..
Simply stunning. Honest as usual. Penetrating. Beautiful. True. Lovely.