by Francesca Morosi

Created on: May 07, 2008

(MEMORIES OF MYSELF)

So one day I woke up feeling dizzy
Birds were singing in my hears
Clouds looking like fixed sculptures
Against the sun drenched morning's light

I thought it was a dream to see you there
I wanted to touch you but I couldn't move
I asked you to talk but you kept silent
I tried to scream at you
But you weren't listening

Your smell grasped through the silence of my conscience

And the greatest of illusions became real
Captivated by memories of myself
I began to walk
Little pieces of shining truth sparkling within

How ironic after years of searching
Detrimental denying of any glory within me
Detesting the sight of a poor reflection
Relying on childish fantasies to keep me warm
To take me over, going other places
A place to feel gracious and accepted
Nearby my lake of solitude and joy

I remained so long imprisoned
Looking with awe at one stranger's reflection
On a fuzzy and discolored mirror's plate
Gently dropping away another fragment of light
Day by day watching the fading stars
Hating the mere sight of my eyes
Persevering in denying even more

I could never keep my thoughts to myself
I had to tell someone and so did I
My silent companion remained in the shadow
Feeding my emotions, bleeding through my pain
Everything appearing so worthless
No more than shattered memories without cohesion

Only one vivid morning I realized

A butterfly was resting on my pillow
I was growing into something stronger

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