The moon perhaps? Or a 36 on the ACT? Or the love of someone that they hold dear? What do people really want? Deep down what do they need? At the core of what we are each human has a secret desire- something that they want to achieve- acceptance, grace, forgiveness, love. Whatever it is it gnaws away at our souls until we attain it. What do I really want? Sadly my heart of hearts would prefer for me to remain silent on this subject. I would be giving too much away. I like to be a mystery and that would take away from the secret that I hold just under my coat pocket. Something to treasure- to take out and shine- to lift us up. Of corse it could also bring us down. Like a secret weapon. An automatic tear jerker. Something that could possibly destroy whatever self confidence we hold on to. Vestiges of hearts and hopes. Remains of happily shattered days. Down to our hilt- what we wish for.
One Glance
All it takes
to see me for all that I am.
Simply
a girl looking out a window
watching the sun fade away.
A girl glancing down to her sister
smile on her face.
A girl struggling at the end of a race.
A girl walking in the moonlight
alone but for your eyes
a girl that is waiting
no longer searching.
Moderation
Lost in the cycles of loneliness
I sit across from you
and tilt my head
so as to see your crooked smile
I can not explain my feelings to you
because you can not understand the
pain I feel inside my heart.
This makes things stretched
along the roadside
neither of our faults
yet we somehow tripped over the crack
and fell into the bosom of the world
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