582. I’m Still Me

Everything I longed to be,

I could never be,

For I could never find my way,…

Back, to all of me.

Everything I longed to do,

I could never do.

Thoughts and memories…too fragile.

Dreams always fell through.

Everything I have longed for,

All of it and more,

Was not to be my destiny,

No, not anymore.

Everything I longed to be,

I could never be,

I am everything I am,…

Just,…separately;

And though I’ll never live it all,

I know I’m still me.

K. Aldaya, 5/16/22

Picture: By Jackson Simmer on Unsplash; https://unsplash.com/photos/ZxRHtPacwUY

581. I Am a Secret

I am a secret,

That no one wants to hear,

Yet, still, I exist,…

Tiptoeing ever near,…

And far.

I am a secret,

Which travels in the light,

Too bright to be seen,…

For blinding is the sight,…

Of truth.

I am a secret,

That no one wants around,…

Uncomfortable,…

And shake the very ground,…

Beneath.

I am a secret,

Which longs to be released,…

Under the table,

Just beyond life’s blithe feast,…

Of lies.

I am a secret,

That no one wants to hear.

I wander, unheard,…

Outside the atmosphere,…

Breathless.

I am a secret,

Which finds it hard to breathe,

In thick carelessness,…

Strangling,…while others seethe:

“Go! Leave!”…

“No one will believe”…

…”No one will believe”.

K. Aldaya, 4/24/22

Picture: By Hasan Ouajbir on Unsplash; https://unsplash.com/photos/GeH1kcP4u7o

568. M.E.

Why can’t you acknowledge and accept me?

Not for who you wish I was,

But who I’ve come to be?

Not by choice, and not from spite,…

By providence and necessity.

For I can not escape from myself,

Where I live entirely,…

And where none come to find me.

M.E……..Missing Eternally.

K. Aldaya, 12/8/21

Picture: By Keith Wong; https://unsplash.com/photos/3BqzXdQFJvc

536. The Program

The mind is a prison,

And it’s always the same.

Nowhere to go to,

And an air of shame,

Floats right on through;

While the doors remain locked,

And darkness protrudes,

‘Til life only exists,

In despondent attitudes,…

And the outside exits.

No one will save us.

This is a life sentence,

Where no matter how you try,

You won’t receive penance,

At least not ’til you die.

A prisoner to the end,

There is no refuge in or out.

It’s either solitude and darkness,

Or the freedom of chaos and self-doubt;

For a day,..an hour,…maybe less.

The mind is a prison,

And it’s always been this way,

And the outside world, the only place to get away.

……………..*Running a prisoner trace*……………..

She’s locked away…
She’s locked away…
She’s locked away…
She’s locked away…
She’s out today…
She’s locked away…
She’s locked away…
She’s locked away…
She’s out today…
She’s locked away…
She’s locked away…
She’s locked away…
She’s locked away…
She’s lost her way…
She’s locked away…
She’s locked away…
She’s locked away……………..

K. Aldaya, 1/31/21

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520. We Are One

Don’t tell us we are many,

For we know, we are one.

Like a colony, we work together,

To do what needs be done.

The distinction of each part,

Matters not upon the whole.

All that matters is that we agree:

Protection is the goal.

We build our walls together,

Or together we will fall.

All is for the one,

And one is for us all.

Arm in arm we stand,

Upon the battlefield,

Stronger in our defense,

With each interlocking shield.

Don’t try and divide our ranks.

Aim your bows and shoot!

For we know we’re stronger as one;

And are firm and resolute.

For each part is important,

And does what needs be done.

So, don’t tell us we are many,…

For we know, We are One!

K. Aldaya, 7/7/20

Picture: From “300“; https://builtbytophat.com/300-can-teach-crisis-communications/