They said it’s all in the mind,
leaving me quivering,
unable to handle the flow of this
I can’t stand in a crowded room without feeling like the spot light’s on me.
I can’t stand in an empty room without hoping someone will walk through the door,
because I feel so alone.
I don’t know the name for…
the pleasure of sharing the night with another person and the emptiness when dawn breaks and they’re gone.
Or maybe something a little less defined like,
waking up and realizing I’m the only one left alive.
I can see this alternate reality.
With rusted swing sets;
they aren’t used in years,
except by me,
kick with my feet to gain momentum,
and reach my hands out to the sky and to
They say this feeling is only in the mind but,
I feel it in my heart.
~ Heart Sessions – Spoken Word, 2016