self portrait, 1/2012
taken with iphone, processed with instagram filters
I am here
waiting,
hoping,
always fearing.
I am here
wondering truly what there is to be afraid of,
hoping to let go of it,
and trying to be more patient with myself.
I am here
still feeling the pain of lost love,
gazing over my shoulder
staring at the photos of days gone by,
fearing the pain will never go away.
I am here
missing, always missing.
missing the love,
missing the moments
missing the present.
I am here
longing to be free,
just wanting to be brave,
and let myself live.
I am here . . .
waiting,
hoping,
always fearing.
I am here
wondering truly what there is to be afraid of,
hoping to let go of it,
and trying to be more patient with myself.
I am here
still feeling the pain of lost love,
gazing over my shoulder
staring at the photos of days gone by,
fearing the pain will never go away.
I am here
missing, always missing.
missing the love,
missing the moments
missing the present.
I am here
longing to be free,
just wanting to be brave,
and let myself live.
I am here . . .
