Three new books and a lamp to light their pages
Each one important for life’s next stages
To let me release my words from their cages
Helping to find a voice in-between silence and rages
Writing something without my truth seems wrong
One of my favorite childhood memories involved thinking up songs
Silly ones about Pac-Man and Donkey Kong
Optimistic ones about how someday I would be strong
I’ve drifted since then but I’d like to try it again
Finally feeling like my hearts on the mend
Could I be one of the shiny happy people with a positive message to send?
I grew up a Doors fan but I know this isn’t the end.
I too will one day face the crowd
Turn off all the voices even though they’re pretty loud
Stop riding the same mental storm cloud
Ego resting in balance between worthlessness and proud