I’m finding Self as self Itself gets lost
The Poets knows this / Better than their Readers / Who will see / What They will see.
When asked for a Hero of mine as a kid / My mind generally filled with a blank
The Savior shunned no one except those who were “fixed/done”
Freeze Frame does not stop the madness…
I am in stasis. lying, substanceless
in the furrow of my brow.
I used to think loved ones who had died sat on clouds and watched…
You CAN have it all
That skip in Jesus Christ Superstar will always have a special place: If you try, you’ll get by – try, you’ll get by – try, you’ll get by – try, you’ll get by… Everything’s alright, yes, everything’s fine…
Being inside isn’t so bad, as long as you’ve got windows. Right?
I had to shed and escape a deeply entrenched belief (and lie) that I was only worthy of love because of my value to others.
Ain’t nothin’ gon’ bring me down
You’re holding your breath again, Daddy.
It feels I must apologize; For what, I barely know.
you can’t keep some “out” from Life in the end.
It’s my world that I want to take a little pride in, My world, and it’s not a place I have to hide in.
when I focus on myself, not others, the benefits flow to sons and mothers.
the darkness did confound.
joy and grief often reside in neighboring rooms