I just feel like writing today
About all of the ways things seemed to have changed
Yet, strangely, stayed exactly the same
I feel like only a grain of sand .
And an entire beach
I feel like it's you (or is it me?) I want to run from
And you, I want to meet
The place right here
And the one in-between
I feel grief
Like I don’t ever want to speak
Yet, I feel alive
Like I can talk for the rest of my life
I feel clever and wise
Like the skies can't be the limit
And, sometimes, I feel like I have no idea
Like I’m full to the brim with anxiety and fear
Like what was once only clear
Is now chaos looming near
I feel restless and bored
And, inspired as my heart soars
To new worlds
I feel the young girl
And the soul that can dwell across many lifetimes
Reminding myself through words and rhymes
I feel like I'm...
Everything
Everywhere
All at once
And perhaps, that’s the point?
Maybe, I’m remembering
Maybe, I'm surrendering
To how I was always sending myself clues
That it’s safe to refuse to sit in a box
Wear only one label
I can’t fail in choosing to be all of me
Is this what it feels like when we are truly free?
If you’d like to connect more intimately with this poetry, you can read my book, 44, here.
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