When I get too
far gone,
and I shield my
face from yours
and my ability
to hold back tears disappears
lead me to the
ocean,
show me how Mother
Nature lets her water flow freely
and the day my
insecurities get the best of me
take me to a
top of a hill,
the wind will
flow right through the spaces of me
and curve
itself around the rest
reminding me of
my wings and the freedom I posses
this is when I
will begin to feel as a part of the universe once again
frustration
will overwhelm me
and peace will
leave me
and so when it
does
lay me down in a soft spot
I'll look up to the
trees and see their shapes
remembering how
through winds and rains they still grow,
survive, and continue still to the next day
survive, and continue still to the next day
some are bent and some crooked
remembering how I can live like they do
bent or crooked
withstanding the winds and rain
take me to
where I heal
and help me to
remember
I am the
universe bundled up in skin and birthmarks
take me to
where I heal
so that I may see my scars in a different light
take me to where I heal
so that I may find hope again
