People are like dense shafts of light
That shine from the heavens 
Down to our mortal plane.
Each individual a different collage
Made up of varied strands and colors,
All based upon their character and spirit.
Those who do good shine brightest
While the powerful boast flames
And the dying flicker.
Don't think your light can be changed?
All it takes is the will to shift the power 
With a deep well of might into the light
You want to be.

Then, let the rest be history.

A profusion of tributaries pulse within
surge and fall away so swiftly
who I am becomes a question
I can only answer when I throw myself
into the great and powerful now
by tracing them on these pages.

I ain’t perfect person,
As long as you think of me;
Seeking a sight of future,
As it rises along sky & sea.

I ain’t feeling heart,
As it was broken at the end of wee;
Hiding the hurtness of mind,
As it pushes up me for tee.

I will go for a ****,
As long as it encourages me for a deal;
Making the habit of bail,
As it reminds me of a jail.

I will be a perfect person,
As I will learn it for more;
Expressing the needs of life,
As it runs away from the shore.

I'd prefer 8 hours with myself
than 8 minutes with them,
I should be happy but I'm happy on my own
I should be laughing but I am joy when I'm alone
is this temporary
or permanent?
I'm scared, someone hold me,please,
tightly, untill I can't breathe

someone help me,please
tighten the grip
make me believe
make me trust in me
make me true
make me feel truly free.

I have found "a me", I have found "a someone" to be