Healer

I am the nurse. 

I am the caretaker to the broken hearted. I am the secret holder, 

the truth giver, 

the one that consoles. 

I am the one who loves 

the half empty hearts. 

I fix the broken cups. 

I bandage the broken memories. 

I am the lover. 

I am the chance giver. 

I am the goddess of love 

and forgiveness. 

I am the late night phone call. 

I am the sip of whiskey. 

I am the tissue the wipes the tears. 

I am the healer. 


But….who heals the healer?

within

and I used to question.
now I no longer wonder,
I no longer try to “get it”,
I simply am.
I am within all that I need to be at this moment

to be remembered

she was a beauty
disguised
as a disaster;
focused on falling
into broken buildings,
and building homes
out of hay.
shelter to the unloved,
a hospital to the broken.
she wanted to be remembered
by her heart,
never by her face.

queendom

I am rebuilding a kingdom.
a kingdom fit for a woman,
a woman with pride,
and joy,
and love.
the difference is,
this kingdom needs no man.
so forgive me
if I don't follow your silly words
and your flirty lies.
I may not respond
to your hand on my thigh
or your lips on my cheek,
for I am one within myself.
I am the one I need.

one of love

I opened myself,
like a window,
and let all of the light
in my soul,
shine outside of me.
my goal is to be infinite.
I am a goddess,
and I strive to be remembered,
as one of love.

i wrote about you

I wrote about you,
not because my whole world evolved around you,
but because you were an entire world.
you were beauty.
you were an undocumented
species,
in the depths of the ocean
that we haven't even discovered yet.
I wrote about you,
not because you were calm,
but because you let passion
run through your fingers
into my heart.
you were a candle,
waiting to be lit,
a bomb,
waiting to go off.
I wrote about you,
not because I loved you,
but because my words loved you,
the pen, the ink,
the keyboard,
the screen,
the open document,
they loved you.
and I dare not ignore
what my mind tells me to
speak.
I wrote about you,
because you weren't mine,
you were all yours,
but you were able to share a piece
of you,
with me.

drowning

my only concern at this point is how I can heal me.
I cant always worry about who else is under water,
next thing I know,
i'll be drowning too.