Patience

Waiting. Always waiting.
It's midnight and I'm still pacing
the house

waiting waiting

This train is taking too long
It's not my way to be patient
Winter months drag by and I'm still

waiting

I don't always see why I wait
I just know that I do
and the same repeated phrase comes from you

"Not now. Too soon.
Be patient. You need room.
At the end of the winter and
the end of the night
you will finally glimpse
what was hidden from your sight
So keep waiting for me..."

And I see now that I will always be

waiting

The Dance

I don't dance to anyone else's music
I've got my own moves too
Coz I'm free to be whoever I am
Whoever I want to be.

Held down too long
by the critique of the world
it's now time to step along

forget the rest
forget the best

Coz at the end of the day
I am just me....

Flaws

We used a saw to cut this skin
and find what flaws lay within.
We searched so hard to find the source
of what went wrong and why all this remorse.

But we found nothing to give a clue
to the reason for such a problem so you
stitched the skin back into place
and I forced a smile back on my face.

Comparison

Comparison pulls us down;
makes us low.
Comparison is all about show.
And the inadequacies we feel
come from within - not without
so now it is time to
sort yourself out.

Towards Zero

The fatal flaws
that hide within our souls
Revealed by storms
that tear apart
the fragile coverings
that contain our secrets..
Of darkened past.

Crippled feet walk tortuous paths
thorns rip tender flesh
and pain is but a distant memory....

These steps move closer
to insight.
The counter moves down towards zero -
It seems our time is short
We must fit a life time into one day....