Like so many others
I stand in my corner
not alone but definitively lonely
watching the world roll by
Nobody stands in the shadows the sun casts behind me
It's hard to trust my back to people I know
but with a pen dipped in the ink of my heart
I share my deepest emotions with strangers I'll never see
In this vulnerability there is complete security.
This is only the tip.
In the depths of our souls
there is so much more.
They churn and swell
the most private and personal of thoughts and dreams
So I sit somewhere between the darkness and light
and revel in expression
With a singular style and subject
my words are entirely unique
and yet not ever quite enough to relate the emotions I feel.
This amaranthine challenge of expressing my true self
is one of pure enjoyment
an ancient dual between equals
a constant struggle for recognition
to feel or to express.
This is merely one attempt to relate the truth of the matter
the reasons I attempt
through mere paper and pen
to express myself over and over.
In between the lines
wrapping up The End
the force behind all actions
My desire to
connect with a stranger
accept the heart and soul
strive for beauty
and ultimately create empathy
that transcends all barriers.