This chill is changing me
Into something you'll never see.
My soul lies deep beneath the coat I wear
In your favourite colour.
My coat protects me from the cold wind
Blowing not from outside but inside of me.
I know you don't want to go there,
To that bleak, dark place.
That's why I wore my coat today,
And just in case it rains,
I brought one for you too.
Put it on.
Doesn't it feel good to pretend that you are dry / Beneath the plushness of that coat.
Sometimes it feels so good that
I don't take it off when we get inside.
But you never notice
Because you keep yours on too
Maybe we can't remember how to take them off
Even when they're heavy and wet,
We've been wearing them so long.

What You Are

Love what you are.
The joining of a body and a soul
Both like no other
Both possessing beauty and energy of its own.
Stop and feel your spirit seap out and surround your body
Before it slowly merges back with the heart that beats in your chest.
Listen to the rhythm of life within you
As it creeps to your fingers and toes.
Suddenly you're alive.
Your body moves to the flow of energy within you,
Tiny bursts of emotion from the soul make you laugh,
And your smile is the light of another person's eyes / Beaming into yours
Love another not because he is a part of you
But because you are a part of something much stronger and brighter together.
Life.
Remember what you are.

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The night rain catches the light of the moon,
Colliding drops of purity
Sparkling, flittering,
Destined to strike hard the cold earth.
Then pulled further and deeper into
the darkness of the mud.
Or bounced off the surface of the ocean,
Rejected by its own element, inferior.
Or to trickle down a strange object and to
Find itself too dispersed to be existant.

A raindrop searches
And fights to find an identity
Being moved and scattered until it is set somewhere
Where it has actually lost its identity.
Thrown into a heap of clones that have become one,
Forgetting the power, the direction,
The beauty it once had alone
Falling under the glimmer of the moon.

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Oh, I am cold with words
But in thought such warmth resides
And like sparks from a fire
Tears fly from these eyes
When I think of my loneliness.

Without you I am a woman stronger
Depending only on myself
But light-hearted I am not
And my soul sinks to the foot of me
With every thought of you.

Sometimes I can sense you in the air,
Smell your cologne, hear your voice,
And the wind could be your fingers
Tousling my hair, but it is not
And it is not you holding my hand,
But my shadow
For it finds comfort in my solitude.

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Good enough
Smart enough
Strong enough
Worth enough
Sad enough
Down enough
Dark enough
Not enough

Shh!Shh! Settle down
Everything's ok
Shh!Shh! Not so loud
It's only for today

Pin me to a board
Put me on display
I'm your dead butterfly
I'll never fly away.
Blindfold me
And from this day
I won't see
My own decay.