I did not know
Where she went
Or where to go
To find that girl that glared through my mirror
Hello my old self
Where did you hide
Did this world rip you out from my insides?
Did the glass prove too sharp
And life too dim
For me to ever see you again wearing that innocent grin
His biggest tragedy was his humanity
I am the universe disguised as a human
I am the seed turning into a tree
I am the stars that you can not fathom
I am the idea you refused to believe
I am potential waiting to happen
And all things that proceed
I am your mother and your children
I am everything you see
I’m just a reflection of the thing possessing me
Of a soul entrapped in a tower without a key
Forgive it, it has forgotten what was and where it used to be
A god reduced to a human
Falling by choice just to see
The happiness after the sadness
And the naivety of thinking it’s free
Sitting in a chair
Wasting a beautiful day
Sitting all alone
Bought a house but has no home
Lost in no thoughts
Until he saw a face
Until he saw her face
I get lost in lines they make
An illegal U-turn leading to a mistake
Between red and green lights
While driving too slow at night
I get lost with a GPS that orders me around
Two streets away from your house
I walk in, trying not to make a sound
Late again
Much too late
“Where were you? Did you get lost again?”
I was watching the stars and got lost in my head
Naked
Like me
You were born for them all to see
Naked
Screaming- probably
Thinking why
Why must I cry
Air too painful
Consumes your lungs
…
See! We were the same once
Now, we are strangers on the street
After the sun has set
And the birds have vanished, to places I can not see
I lay awake
Much too aware of my essence
That thing I try to avoid
That humanity that gives me much pain, and sometimes pleasure
I see it
A fire that does not burn, nor is red
I see my soul trying to connect
But these webs are much too wide
And your humanity prevents you from admitting the need
To be connected, once more
The child that stood on tip toes
Trying to see the men outside
Through bullet holes- I watched
Much too excited for change
“It will be beautiful, like America… like you see on TV.” One solider promised me
That was back in 2003
When ISIS was a nightmare yet to form
When angels wore uniforms
When enemies were clear to see
When I did not know the difference between you and me
But now my skin gives me a label I did not earn
Not a’Doctor’
‘Woman’
‘Rich’ nor ‘Poor’
I wear a title that I can not for the life of me shed
But that is a thing I dare not regret
I dream of things that can not be
Of angels and demons singing to me
Of life so easy
Worlds so bright
Of suns and stars, shining through the night
Stranger Paths 