Getting Out

No creases, just a gentle bump
or hung hangers strategically in
a steamy bath; two-minutes to
brush, my exposed brown tones
attract every corner's breeze AND
each chill reminds me of my rush,
as I stride effortlessly...away...

Fleet-footed rainbow dancing,
with cool breeze encouragement
firmly UPON MY BACK;
I stride
effortlessly...
towards you...

Made A Decision

I made a decision, even though

it was probably already made;

but since I've decided to move

forward, past thoughts intrude

my present-day thinking.



I made a decision, even though it was

probably already made; but since

then, looking forward has lead me

back to reasons why I had yet do

to so.



I made a decision, even though it

was probably already made;

but since then, my heart pounds

through my chest; rest-filled nights

are quasi-sleepless, still...



I will not turn around.

In My Hands...

"Success demands that we
regulate our impulses..."
Self-regulation is my power,
My hero complex...

So my hope for a normal life
lies in my hands, much like
the lives I attempt to save, to change,
to deliver from the scars of others;
I stand alone against the tide,
embracing the wrath of mostly
never seen villains, for when they
are afoot, I reside in the shadows,
awaiting their poor decisions that
make my choices for me; placing
your life in my hands.

As I enter the crime scene, mental notes
are observed, not taken, for far too
much has been removed from you...
My mission is to return the smile to
your heart, filling your body with
the fire you never knew existed,
had dismissed as a little girl's wish,
or have been afraid of...the wonders
of the unknown terrifies the victim's
mind, crippling her heart, so rebuilding
is not an option...my technique involves
stealth-like behaviors that ignite
an obsession to be fulfilled...and
this obsession is placed in my hands.

My internal struggles, these insatiable impulses,
establish my objectives...
I aspire to identify with the brokenness,
weakness, sorrows and pity...in an effort
to help restore balance to a broken life;
Reuniting your body with the shadows
of your mind, the memories of tomorrow
are now in my hands, for today's experiences
will create such vivid dreams which will replay
over and over until it is reality...