A Year of Healing (Ode to 2012)
A year of healing and of grace
Of reconstructing a new face
And seeing color after years
Of grey scale muted by my tears
And who'd have thought life would allow
A useless being to heal somehow?
My lifeless form drifted each day
& at night: become it's own prey.
Empty, jagged and freezing cold
Still breathing but decay and mold
lined each and every bone inside
made me forget I've not yet died.
The clock struck 12 and panic flew
When those who didn't need to knew
that madness occupied my brain
by a skeleton that kept me chained
With resistance it began
I didn't like what they had planned
To rid me of my one true friend
& leave me all alone again
But underneath my molded skin
I knew that I could never win
manipulating for the rest
with my desire to be the best
I was sad to see her go.
Though she clung, I told her not
There was no room in here for two
& I frankly had enough of blue
I've taken up this year in healing
Only left with one sad feeling
Of all the years that I had wasted
What sort of things had I not tasted?
Well, now the force is rising, burning
I'm taking in this world that's turning
No longer holding back in fear...
Don't look now, cause I am here.