This would be me,
if I could climb a tree.
Nestled between the arms,
of a being that could do me no harm.
Safe among the leaves,
I’d breathe feeling at ease.
**Originally posted to Google+ on February 12, 2014**
Silence gives way to the floodgates spilling out my demons.
Scratching and pulling seeping through my pores.
I’m helpless against them.
You don’t see the agony that erodes me.
I’m left alone to silence my screams.
I tremble in front of our truth. Our internal agony spills over dripping all over the floor. Searing pain at the center of us cauterizes almost instantly, yet never fully repairing each wound. I am paralyzed. You can’t keep still.
Breath stops at the tightening of your hands. My voice, I never thought to use. My strength did not match yours.
We should have parted ways when we had the chance.
Not because love fades between us.
Because you cannot protect me from your violence.
A fast beating heart is what I have. Careful not to speak of things when the glass is full. Only speaking when you’re sober, when you care and breathe me in.
Tree. Alone. Wilting.
In its old age it stands.
Branches drop to the ground.
Tree. Almost dead. Waiting.
Remnants of a lively past.
Of flourishing green.
Springing with life.
Tree. Colorless. There.
Once branches held high.
Sky in reach…
Ready to take on what comes its way.
Rain. Hail. Storms.
Tree. Always Tree.
Never anything else.
Tree. Never ending. Wanting too…
I’m his. Only his.
His gaze. His appetite.
A presence strong enough to be felt in the sunlight.
An energetic body. A creative mind.
A journey. An adventure, unlike any other kind.
I fell in love with a beautiful stranger, today.
Or, maybe it was yesterday.
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