I am Me.

Sleep awakens, rise the Sun

when i wake up in the middle of the night,
still tangled in my warm sheets,
the black void that engulfs me,
makes my mind go weak.
and my body trembled for something
always, out of reach.

and when i close my lids and think of sleep,
i see my walls covered in light,
dawn has arrived, leaving me
no peace.

The Flower Garden

In my garden, there lay a rose.
A subtle light that each morn’ grows,
and sends her scent on my lips.
And with each day i smell her kiss,
the touch, the sight, is bliss,
yet lovely as she is,
she waits, almost mourning,
for the sweet rain pouring.

i am found.

i was scared, so i ran away – and when i came back, i held a hand that not only comforted, but also secured mine in his.

to this day, i am found, with no regrets shattering my peace. embracing what is life that is ahead of me.