Wednesday, February 16, 2011

From This Life

It is 1993 April 22
I never knew how much I would love the air
Or how the first swallow of oxygen would make my heart sing
I didn’t know I would hate the bright light
Or how everyone is so loud
I hadn’t realized how her look would make me feel,
How her touch was the only safety I found

I never knew how much I would love the innocent world,
In all its simplicity, the blue sky and the green grass
I didn’t know I would hate the dirt of people,
Or all the scum that flies in their words
I hadn’t realized the world was so mean,
And that one day they would hate me too

I never knew how much I would love the noises of people,
Or the sound of my own voice when I laughed
I didn’t know how much I would hate rejection,
And the look people give when they’re judging you
I hadn’t realized how soft my soul would be,
Or how gentle my heart could sing

I never knew how much I loved being loved,
And the smiles and laughter of the people I saw
I didn’t know I would hate the smell of war,
Or the pain that people you trust can inflict
I hadn’t realized how hard it would be,
To watch the world go by against my will

I never knew how much I loved my family,
And all their chaos, until it was gone
I didn’t know I would hate how much it hurts,
To watch everything I earned be thrown away
I hadn’t realized I would be so soft,
And that my heart wouldn’t heal so quickly

I never knew how much I would love security,
And the feeling I get when I am safe
I didn’t know I would hate being tossed about,
Like a salad ready to be dressed and eaten
I hadn’t realized I would one day find peace,
And I would know, everything would be alright








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