Sunshine

I am the sunshine that opens your tiny swollen eyes …to wake you up to the world in the morning. The land you left in your sleep is long gone. It is the life that ends with a sundown and never comes back as sunshine.

I am the energy that is within the water you rinse your smooth face with. I refresh you and your mind with cleanliness to start off your day.

I am the air that blows through and around you as me. I move my family of trees back and forth till their leaves fall upon you.

I am the caterpillar that quietly moves off the leaf and down your shoulders.

No, don’t brush him off because of your fear. It is your harmless neighbor, grandmother or even you in fact.

            I am the soul that is wrapped around within you. I give you the strength to say no, to things throughout your high school days that are troubling you. I am with you at all times.

            I can feel what you feel. I feel your tingly feelings for the cute boy who happens to walk your way in the crowded life of the halls.

             I scream your expression of enjoyment after you pass that test. I was the brain that was with you through it all.

            I hear myself whisper the gossip that pleases you each day. Im the one you tell your secrets to.

            I am the one who drives you home safely everyday as expected. You wave goodbye, while im waving back.

You’re leaving without looking ahead or behind. There nothing for us to think besides go inside.

            I am the reflection you see in the mirror. I am there from head to toe. Then I suddenly call you down for supper. It’s as if you cooked for you.

            There are no words spoken as you eat what has been eaten before. Once a bird now a salad.

            When there is no room for me in your stomach, sneaking-ly you leave your plate on the floor for me to lick off and fill in my stomach.

            I pant harder and harder hoping you give me more. My tongue is out and ready for seconds.

            Tonight you prepare for sundown. You open the window and let me in. Now your eyes are relaxed and heavily start falling down. …Now its night.

            There is silence, except for the parts of me that blow through your window towards you at night. You slowly breathe me in and out.

            Your soul escapes with me to the body of another. All that is left is the thoughts in your head. They wander deeper and deeper into the land you once left long ago in your sleep.

            This time I see sunshine, you see it too. I am left here but not you. You can see that your life became the sundown.

            You my sunshine, that opens up my tiny swollen eyes…to wake me up to the world in the morning.

            Now you are me and I am you .

           

           

Notice

Hunching still behind a foggy window pane, they sharply see through me and behind. I was invisible and transparent, like the crackly rusted window itself. Nothing more than an inanimate object.

Baby

I was reborn, finding new things to life. I found out who i was. Knowing what i do best, i express to others, for a true smile.

Standing

You make me feel like the world spins only for us and the spot that were standing still in pauses, making the kiss last forever.

Necklace

Looking up, a beautiful man strolled right by my eyes with his flowing brown volumized hair . Now on my hands and knees, i hear somone whisper "get away as far as you can". I hesitated at first to get on my two feet. Blood ran down the creeks of the wooden floors.Scratches along my ankles ached. I knew i had to get up immediatley and run. I ran to the door but it seemed to get smaller and farther away. I tried to scream out of fustration , not getting close enough. My throat was too sore. The knob switched open, a blast of wind blew through my eyes , almost burning it. They followed my grandmothers necklace she had given me when i was born disapear passed and behind me into the darkness. I didnt have time to get it, neither did i care anymore. My life was at the edge and i was not about to fall off anytime soon. As the door closed slowly i saw the beautiful man once again. I could only see his silhouette. His face was comming to a clear, until the door slammed loudly as if it was closeing quickly. I ran foward, didnt stop, and never looked back.

Me

I see my lonesome self in the reflection of a mirror. Now walking down the flowered peddled isle, my veil runs down my face. Tightly pinned back hair is to be undone by him at the end of the night. As I am awoken by the sunlight of his kiss, I am no longer lonely looking at my reflection.

Time

As tranquil as a priest within a paused church, she whispers to me at her death bed.

Rainy radio.

Leave me in the rain standing wondering how i got here. You left me for a warmer fabric, where you can change the station to your fitting. I like to stick to one genre, one scene. Though your warmer and dry, and i'm cold and wet, where i'm standing i like best.