Wednesday, September 29, 2010

Then Again, I Do Not Fear At All; I Smile Through It

I fear I may have lost myself temporarily
Went on a trip and forgot to come home
Swam through a sea
Lost as a fish with a five second memory
Afraid of my own reflection
Today I showed up at my own doorstep
And did not recognize the girl before me
The entire time I thought I was grasping for help
Untrue
I was calling for myself
To offer my own hands,
To raise me to my own two feet
And while the journey was important, none of that matters
Because today I came home
And I really missed myself.

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