Tuesday, May 18, 2010



spring

three years of avoiding my problems.
three years of insisting i am okay.
three years of ignoring reality.
three years of pessimism and cynicism.
three years of rejection, depression, insecurity.
three years of pain, suffering, and melancholy.
three years of burden on my back, like boulders
...erased like dust, with just one night.

that bitch reality hit me hard at 4 a.m.
and that bitch sent me back three years
and that bitch showed me what i had been running away from.
and that bitch didn't let me run that night.
and that bitch she made me realize
and that bitch she made me see
and that love that she gave me...
and i couldn't be more grateful,
and more blessed, more liberated...
and more free
... how loved i am, and how much i have

how did she see all three
of those years i carried on me?
three years
three years
three years
washed away by one night's tears
to reveal anew what i had hidden
oh, world! oh, life! how i'd forgotten thee
hiding myself beneath all of those
all of those
three years
three years
three years

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