December 28th, 2015

A public spectacle

My emotions can’t hide.

My heart refuses to be overlooked.

Worn on my forehead for all to see.

I am a public spectacle for you alone.

Apprehension towards another year of mediocrity,

I long for a small indication things will be different.

I am torn as still yet a small piece of me longs for business as usual.

Fire sprinkled with motions just enough to communicate that I am after all spiritual. When did I start needing validation of others?

When did I start caring what anyone thinks?

I admit I got lost in the pats on the backs and all the “Well done”.

I have found myself in a land I know nothing of.

My compass confused, my map betrays me.

I need you to come and get me.

I need you to free me.