I want to erase you
From my memory
From my flesh
From my heart
From my life
You are now gone
Your hypocrisy the last straw
You said you loved me
But you chose to live a lie
A year I endured
And when my wings spread
You disappeared like the wind under them
You don’t realize that now I don’t need you to be there
You are not my wind
I don’t need you to pretend
I don’t want you near
I don’t want you far
I don’t want you
I will erase you
Make you a blank in my mind
No emotion
No touch
No smile
You are nothing much
Just a blank in the past
Where nothing is
I erase you
From my memory
From my flesh
From my heart
From my life
You are a blank stare
You are a superficial conversation
You are not
And that makes me so happy
No longer torn between wanting you and not
No longer longing for what can not
No waiting by the phone
No dreaming day and night
There is no more you
A blank
Erased
Written: Sep 18, 07
I don’t owe you affection
I don’t owe you humor
I don’t owe you fidelity
I don’t owe you sorrow
I don’t owe you love
I don’t owe you kindness
I don’t owe you anything
I choose what to give and when. It is my declaration of independence from debt. If I owe anyone anything it is to myself. I do owe myself time
I do owe myself respect
I do owe myself space
I do owe myself a vacation
I do owe myself fulfillment
I do owe myself satisfaction
Written: July 18, 2007
I would fly high above the crowds, soar in the vastness of the sky.
I would dance and move seamlessly to the music of the city.
I would look down on creation, on man and machine.
I would look up to the heavens and the birds flying with me.
I would let the wind take me.
But wait there is a string.
A string that connects me, it wont let me go.
I want fly free, I want to be.
Let me go, let me be; with the wind, with the sky, with the birds.
I pull and prod, but the string still tethers me.
I want to be free.
Free of earth, free of man; in another world, on another plane.
I want to be.
