Tell me about me-
I want to hear all you know
All about me.
Do I command this room with a whisper?
Or is there a power to my voice?
It it soft or sharp?
Am I beautiful?
Or just merely pretty?
Or not at-all in your eyes-
Is my garden full of red roses or white lilies?
And did I keep the thorns?
Am I cold or warm?
Inside and out?
Do I avoid eye-contact on the streets
Because I’m a bitch?
Or just painfully shy?
Do I sigh out of boredom?
Or does it come place someplace different?
Someplace even I can’t reach?
Do I tear up in my right eye
Because it’s more sensitive to the cold and wind?
Or does it know a painful secret
The left one doesn’t?
Do I stare at the sky because I’m flighty and detached?
Or maybe I sympathize with something so
So taken for granted- because really,
When was the last time you actually looked at the sky?
Tell me, please,
Because I really want to know-
All you know, so please-
Tell me what you know about me.
Days fly by like lights on highways
On the darkest nights of the year-
(When restless hearts speed on
And throw their inhibitions to the wind-
As infinity is set on high)
As I dance across fields of purple shadows
While golden rays streak across the painted sky
And the breath of winter barely parts from my lips-
It only stings a little bit.
How long will this last before something gives?
Because something always gives-
Break me away from all of this-
I want to go somewhere and feel
The pulse in my veins-
But what does it mean to be alive
When even sins and should-nots
Have fallen into a routine?
Here, only these brief moments of pain and ecstasy
Remind me of how it really is-
Of how it should be.
Only when I feel my -everything-
In such extremes
Do I remember that I am
It’s funny how in but a breath
A lifetime can be lived twice-
And in the blink of an eye
I find my mind beginning to unwind
Darling, I swear over the rapid’s roar
I have never been so at peace-
As I fall, enveloped in the cerulean sky-
I could die, so why does that thought not bother me?
No, my body knows what to do,
Just let go of my shoelaces and I’ll take care of this one-
I think I may have been here before-
In a moment I am baptized into something anew-
It’s cold, but not an unpleasant feeling-
I wonder who I’ll be once I find my way back to you-
And why I find this so- exciting- In a zen sort of way-
Acting on instinct-
Maybe it’s time I got away from myself for a little bit,
But no, even from down here I can hear you cry my name
And I have no choice but to tame the fire
This flood gave way to-
For you I can wait a little bit longer-
I breach the surface and you pull me in again-
Gasping for air
You stare as I laugh in such a way
You haven’t seen me do in years-
Maybe I really have been reborn here-
But in the now I’m too tired even care-
Bring me back to the edge sometime-
Exhaustion is what I needed all along.
Can I too find myself among the stars?
Dancing in constellations where I don’t belong-
It’s probably wrong, but nothing has ever felt this right before-
Wishing to shine with such brilliance,
The very same that captures me night after night,
Let’s shoot across the skies together,
Falling into infinity,
Can I even hope to keep up?
The big picture has always been there,
Long before the time of you and me,
But even my brush stokes leave marks-
And eventually my own tale will be defined too,
Painted with the colors of all I have the potential to be,
In the end, will you still be there standing next to me?
Do my scars set so deep
That my memory will live on
Long after I’m gone with the evening wind
And the blackbirds have quit calling my name?
And on nights like this,
Will you look up at the stars and remember I was there too?