Being Out There

Inside myself, I have hidden all

that I once was or had become...

Inside myself, I remember it clearly as if it

were the day before or the day before that

one and when I try to share it with myself

two other worlds collide, leaving me

speechless and unsure of what's been said;

Inside myself, I have witnessed the times

that had always passed unnoticed, but

which had been remembered in the mind,

just behind the eyes that watched it happen;

Inside myself, I long for others to be alongside

me and all those who had always been a part of it,

before it had become difficult to understand,

although the faded memories were always clear;

Inside myself, I see myself here and there and

everywhere I needed to be or wanted to be,

allowing my smiles to blend in with those I knew

or that had known me for one reason or another;

Inside myself, is a joy of the excitement yet

to be experienced and an awareness of all the

people yet to me met or passed by as if they all

had never once been just strangers but family;

Inside myself, is the need to remember and be

remembered for who I still am, and if I had

temporarily disappeared, the we need to hold

onto each other before I am disappear again.

Inside myself, I have hidden all I once was

but today all that I am is with you...

2017