If you were faced with me
unbridled by expectations of the environments created by society
how would you react?
If you realized that my spirit is forever poised in between exploding into flames and
rushing into the clouds to take flight?
The energy of all of that held down inside barriers so I don’t seem foo… wierd for the expectation of life we live within
the frustration ever present but those of my kind deny or just simply hold the expression inside
cause to express it and risk being misunderstood, being hit with a blank stare, or an accusation of insanity
or risk scaring you away
Don’t wanna flood out onto the safety of those closest
so i pour my excess energy into punches that land on inanimate objects, like boxing bags
and rip into words on pages or the air surrounding stages
or the air rising over the lake
and what remains flows down the sides of my face
when I’m alone
I just want
peace and uplift those inside this space
If you saw me unfiltered, would you love and connect with me?
That’s all any of us really needs
Love’s end when we forget to be open and receive
the pure nature of the other