MY
BURDEN
Your insults have weighed me down
Like heavy stones upon my back
A burden that I must carry
They have caused tears in my eyes
An unreasonable fear deep within me
And pain in my heart
I did not belong because of you
And I hated myself because of it.
Only now can I release the hate
Realize that you were wrong
Free myself from the burden
That you gave me
And move on with my life
DEAD
Dead
like the brown leaves of trees
crunching beneath footsteps
or the furry body of a squirrel
lying on the highway
Dead
like the dreams of many
locked away in their minds
or the hope of peace
Dead
like the loved ones dear to us
who leave us behind
as they return to the earth
Dead
I
SIT ON A PORCH
I sit on a porch
A swing beside me
A shaft of sunlight
Beats upon my face, and warms me
A breeze arrives
Stirring up the dust from the road before me
Gently rocking the swing, like a baby in a cradle
Causing it to creak in protest
I sit on a porch
Isolated as an island
Preferring not to acknowledge the world
Preferring instead to dream
I draw my knees to my chest
Only too aware of reality
Aware that I must soon face it
But enjoying the moment instead
HIS
EYES
The moment that his eyes met mine
I could not look away
They locked with my simple browns
Those gorgeous spheres of pale azure
Something made me look away
Embarrassment to stare at such a man
Harborment of a crush
Or even something else
But I will never forget the moment
That his eyes met with mine
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