for what everyone wishes, yearns,
D R E A M S-
to be…
liked!
admired!
dare i say it-
Popular…
but that was before.
Now, i wish;
for the MIGHT or MAGIC to s l o w time-
catch it in my hand, warm, pulsing, desperate!-
send it hurtling back;
to the days when i did not notice that lack of balance,
the words that BIT and SMASHED-
to the days before loss,
before hot tears, the lonely a c h e-
(in me)
to the days before stitches and surgery,
LOSS;
in so many different, twisted, subtle forms-
bitter barbs, hypocrisy, the sensation of pain-
political poison, terror and despair-
i wish,
for the Time,
when i was safe-
to cry,
to love,
To Care.
to open my soul.
i wish,
for a time-
when - though i don’t care-
(I Don’t Care!)
i will not feel different,
like it’s
a
bad
thing.