Free

I'll actually introduce this one properly...this is about meeting someone after a troublesome series of events where you didn't feel like meeting someone new could ever be THIS easy =)

Free.
Free to be me.
Free to be you.
Free to be we.
Together we can grow without limits and with us it in
Our possibilities are infinite.

We are free to explore
Unopened doors
Untraveled roads
Free to explode inside each other.

Breaking out of this confined box
With meaningless locks and rules on how we should
Do this thing called Newness

We are free to build on the rubble of our troublesome pasts
Hapless attempts at a vibe we find to be effortless

We are free to live and learn from life's lessons
And there no guessing that
We've both been through some messes
Me thinking he was the one when it was only fun
You thinking she was it when it was bullshit

But we are free to be wise and know that
Naivete will not be our demise
Free to realize our lives were placed in this moment
Right on time.
Like an unexpected surprise
You secretly hoped for in the back of your mind.
Like a random act of kindness
When you were at the brink of madness
We are free to redefine happiness

Free to expose our deepest vulnerabilities
And know they will be met with equal insecurities
Because being free is scary
This newness has mystery
And we both have histories
We don't wanna repeat
But we are free to complete each other
In a way no other can compete

Free to support
Free to seek comfort in each other's arms
Like a lost child in a world full of harm
Free to get it right this time.
Free to be wrong sometimes
Free to understand that time is on our side

Free to control this train of refreshed hope
Coping with mistakes we're bound to make
But knowing this strong bond, they will not break

Free to express what was previously suppressed
Resting on no less
Than complete honesty and respect
Blessed to take on ANY critic's test

Free to release ourselves
Break out of the shells
From the virtual hells
We've both fallen victim to...
But this ain't the time to dwell
Because we are finally free
To awaken each other's senses
Like freshly cut lenses
To the visually impaired
We can share this NEW vision
That shall only be hidden
To those with inhibitions

But having limits is not what being free is about...

So let's shout this freedom song
Bringing anyone along
Who wants to travel and unravel themselves
From the packaging of cookie-cutter courtship.

I'm free to admit I don't have all the answers
But I'm willing to take a chance on you
If you'd just take a glance at the beginning I've envisioned
Perhaps add your own lines
May be the best story ever written
Scripted by two beings on a daunting journey to be
Unlimited
And refreshingly
Free.

I Want To...

I want-
I want to tell him that I...
My heart’s been secretly speaking to his for some time now
But won’t allow me
To reveal this fact vocally.
Why have fear of something so great?
Can’t let it get too late before my lips forget how to part.
Where should I start?
These words can never be taken back
Once I break the seal of freedom
My heart is imploding with the anticipation of emotions unheard
Such powerful words
Yet I feel powerless
Slave to my own experiences
Shackled by repeated instances when I was there
And he was not...
And my outgrown vest couldn’t protect me
From the heart-breaking shots of
Silence...
Distance...
And awkward space.

Maybe
Just maybe this time
I won’t have to erase the half-drawn pictures
And start over.
My supplies are getting low
Resources coming in slow
No telling how much more I can go
Before I need help holding my arms up.

Maybe
Just maybe this time
We can go half on the canvas
He bring the paint
I have the brushes
And we can fumble around life’s trials and error
And complete each other
As much as two lost souls can manage.
Slowly lifting the fog of stifling pain
Hopefully some sun is left in us
Make a pretty picture for once

No secret that I am literally scared speechless
Rendered a mute on life’s greatest subject
Foundation of all creations
God’s everlasting gift...
And I can’t share it
Can’t say it
Can’t even write it
Shit!
What can lift this?

If the words reached me first...
Oh my dry, cracked heart has a
Yet to be quenched thirst for the moisturizing relief
That I am more than capable
Of touching his soul
In the same way he erased my resistance to
Being touched at all.

My lips are going to betray me soon...
I can feel it.
I put my all into the goodnight kiss
To stifle it.
Shut it up for as long as I can while I wait...
And wait…
I feel fake not being true
To this unmistakable reality.
Purgery is a crime
And I don’t have much more time on the stand
Before another witness
Unleashes the lines I’ve been trying to mask as undefined
But why?
Everyone knows but him.

I know he feels me...
Baby, please feel me
Hold my hand
And guide me through
While I try to clear up and swim through
This murky existence of the unknown...