Scribbled Thoughts

Remember the pressure

to mold your routine,

providing a living

while dreaming

of other adventures

and lives

that formed

a change.

Shift from sand

and salty scent

back to familiar

unnoticed everyday.

Ready to continue on

until the next escape.

Change a birth

that decided

your nature

and show them

who shines

within the

moon’s presence.

Return to peace

for a last moment

and visit

a time of belonging

your other half

can’t understand

or sense.

Which one

do you cling to

in the end?

Hold back yourself

to begin to know

the real you,

letting others grow

and your limit

stay set,

waiting to be broken

when others

have reached you

to share

the burden.

Count the loss

and try to reclaim

a broken trust,

desperate to regain

a precious moment

of understanding.

Dance into yesterday

where innocence lived

and the threat

of choosing

between safety

and acceptance

didn’t exist.

How long

will you continue

to matter?

Ring of sugar

to begin the rave

while the wail

of treachery

faults the

sandy grave,

salt still lingering

but hoping

to be

washed away.

Big eyes of prey

dancing with predators,

on imitating the others

and even out of synch

they smile

their whole hearts

in success.

Their past is stained

but they made you,

gave you kindness

and purpose

and a path your own.

Is it wrong to love them

when the whole world

remembers their sins,

the deliberate cruelty

they committed

before they created you?