Indifference brought on by misadventure
snakes it’s way across my skin
taking root within my mind.
A rebellious soul would kick back.
An indigo child would perhaps simultaneously
implode and explode sending
ferocious atom’s scuttling to the shadows.
A troubled soul would delve into the pits
of self mutilation of the psyche.
And I am lost swimming in unknown
The shadows have been my company for too long.
I yearn to blossom among the crowds.
I endeavor to be adored, to reach for stars
to dance beneath twilight skies,
to waltz through the clumsiness of adventure.
I do not want to hide within the darkness
I want to shine among the illuminated skies.
Karen Hayward ©2016 (Image and words)