'Finding Balance'

You live a little. 
Do something exciting. 
                    Breathtaking fun. 
You're questioned. 
                    "What were you thinking?"
But, oh, I wasn't. 
                    "I was feeling."
You die a little. 
Do nothing different. 
                    Alone means safe. 
You're told. 
                    "This isn't you being happy."
You hide a little. 
Smiles outside, tears in the shower. 
                    Up and down, unstable. 
You're confused. 
                    "I miss you."
You wake a little. 
Steal kisses, accept hugs. 
                    Comfortable in company.
You're confronted. 
                    "I'm not leaving."
You're evolved. 
                    Yet evolving. 
Love isn't gone, it's changing. 
You crave a little. 
                    You breathe a little. 
You need a little. 
                    You're human. 
It's amazing to be you. 
To be wild and free but young and tame. 
                    To be alone. 
                    To be desired. 
To have the power to say No. 
To live a little, die a little, hide a little. 
                    And be found. 
To wake a little, crave a little, need a little. 
                    And be sound.
To have friendship. 
                    "You are magnanimous."
To have family. 
                    "You are beautiful."
To have yourself. 
                    "You are all."




28.3.12 ~ The Broken