Familiar footsteps racing down the stairs.
Crawling inside myself as Satan himself appears.
Hoping he won't notice while stalking through the room.
Flashbacks hit like lightening strikes; tired old fears.

Twist the words falling from my lips.
Breathing the same air has become a capitol offense.
Try not to stare, even into space.
How he hates the look of my face!

I try so hard to speak of peace
on any given day.
The clouds roll in, the rain it falls.
To catch me in their sway
my mind is an unsettled thing,
without the means to play.
And though I fall one thousand times
it never will give way.
It grinds my soul to powder,
and never goes away.
But if I wish upon a star
I just might find a way
to grasp the hope I really need.
To make a peaceful day

I can't see the things I use to see
My sense of touch is not that great,
The sounds of children's laughter
May go unheard or be too faint.

Decisions I use to make so quickly
Now I ponder most every task,
Questions go unanswered now
I may forget the questions asked.

Memories from many years ago
Seem they happened just last year,
To recall from just an hour passed
Leaves not a single thing that's clear.

I carry the wisdom seed
from the nurturing mind
of own integrity display
Through the path of journey life

Each sunrise I count the blessing
from the days bring me to see
maturity grows in me
with a self-paced discovery

Despite I am young at heart
In the mirror of portray
With the instinct aglow in me
Showcase kindness to others

Reflect true beauty advice
bring a smile to the face
with each chapter
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