♥I am not an island To be sheltered from the world To be kept isolated by a sea you have created Unsure of what is out there But needing to know all the same. What is there to hide From me my lover? What are you keeping me from As the tide crests upon the shore? The answers cause a rolling of the eyes. We pretend awash in awkward mediocrity that we bask in a light of awesome gratitude In the morbid isolation that fear creates. Yet we falter, we shrink before the embrace has even ended Our islands are not here, but where we stand separate from the truth. I do not care about excuses That would force me into the closets of your life I want freedom, I want to know to be a part of the land and sea not me But you, your world, your remarkable story. I will not settle for being anonymous In a world riddled with mediocre anonymity No, I want to be known, seen, heard and felt A reason for a smile, a cause for celebration With an ability to shout from the mountains our love without pause. For now I sit, as miserable as you With nothing left to see or do but watch the fire rage Our souls cannot cry out to us any louder Even as the song they sing creates tears in our eyes And a hole in that part where our story once lived. For now we suffer, alone in tempered misery Because we want to, we have asked for such a space A testament to our own stubborn insecurity Our own wants, our own desire, our own fears And our unwillingness to cater to each other. We are one, in our love and in our misery We are one.
photo by: me and the sysop