Recapture
Sometimes you step
into my dreams
As though you’ve belonged there
all along.
But even there,
can you not see…
You deserve no portion of me,
I’ve grown strong.
~
Once I lived, feeling only fractions of life,
half alive.
You took my heart,
you stole my soul.
An explosive war ensued to recapture
what is mine.
I may have collapsed to pieces…
now I am virtually whole.
~
I am no longer part of
your collection…
I am mine, I am me.
You didn’t need…
To let go, to release my glory
and imperfections,
I had to let go, release you,
and reclaim me…
~
Who are you to posses
so much power?
To have left me listless,
lacking life…
You never had that which
I didn’t hand over.
I feel the warmth of my heart and soul…
I breathe in life.
~Goodbye~
© bipolarmuse 2012
This is my life through poetry, quotes, and my journal. The intense ride of my ups and downs of life ...and the relentless mood disorders I suffer from.
Stunning text, great image.
July 20, 2012 at 1:30 PM
Thank you so much! ♥
July 20, 2012 at 4:29 PM
This is wonderful, Muse <3
July 24, 2012 at 3:09 PM
Thanks so much Martin. Always enjoy your thoughts.
July 24, 2012 at 5:06 PM