I Am

March 22, 2011

I am a daughter, a sister, an aunt, a niece, a cousin, a friend and a lover.  I am liked and I am disliked.  I am cherished, loved and adored and so much more.  I am witty and fun.  I am tiresome and boring.  I am pretty.  I am plain.  I am often bright and sometimes not so much.  I have answers to many things and am the keeper of a wide range of facts in my brain.  I question much and have limited knowledge on so many things.  I am passionate and romantic.  I am cold and at times ice water runs through my veins.  I am simple and easy going and as open as a book.  I am complex and difficult and at times hard to understand and not easy to read.  I am a chatterbox with endless thoughts and ideas to share.  I have nothing to say and can be so very quiet at times you will wonder if I’m in the room with you.  I will invite you into my world and share all that I have with you.  I will put your needs above my own.  I will walk away from you and not look back if I must.  I am dreamer and a lover of fairy tales.  I am a realist and see what is truly before me when I choose to look.  I am carefree and happy.  I am deep and soulful.  I laugh at the silliest of things and I cry at the drop of a dime.  My heart is full of love to share.  My heart is empty with nothing to give.  I am confident and strong, sure of myself with each step I take.  I am unsure and I am confused.  I am surrounded by many and I am alone.  I have so much to give and so little to offer.  I am all of these things and so many more.  I am a woman.  I am me.  Who are you?

 

Barbara M © March 2011

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A Heart Without A Home

March 12, 2011

In the stillness of the night

The confusion spins round my mind

Blinded by love and fantasies

Waking up to the day

I found my heart without a home

 

Retracing my steps

Reflecting on memories and moments shared

It becomes so clear

The answers were so plainly visible

If only I had chosen to see

 

Awakened from a dream

Unencumbered by fantasies

Letting go of what never was

Facing my reality

My heart beats alone

 

 

Barbara M © March 2011