stomach turns with the thoughts of you
it is like I’ve traveled on a jet plane
that has gone through turbulence
not that it is a bad thing because
sometimes we need to be scared
sometimes we need to live in fear
for it reminds us how alive we are.

I just want to stand on the edge of a cliff
and scream on top of my lungs
let it all out
lose control
for I feel trapped
in my own skin
yell out to the rest of the world
so I can be heard
and I can finally be freed
from the oppression
of this life.

This life which I have created
this life I have destroyed
this life of sorrow and joy.
I just want to … be.
Happy.

I have embraced this life
held it in the palms of my hands
and let it get out of control
more than I wanted
but who am I to dictate
which way water flows?

I am just laying on my raft
staring into the sky
which surrounds me
and appreciating every cloud
hovering above
with my hands interlaced behind my head
just smiling with the thoughts
of us back on the same wave
of existence.

Just a few days remain …
Countdown To James Arrival

- Liza Mae