a common ground

I run to you when my heart is scared

I hide when my mind is cold

I miss the air when I can't breathe

I hate the way it feels on my skin

I am an open book

Far too graphic 

not enough pictures

I count the miles in a memory

I laugh at the thought of time

I long for salvation

I am at my worst unkind

I am an open book

Dog eared pages

hard on the spine

I fall bastardly in love with life

I hurt inside

I want and want and need to want

I stay inside

I am an open book

Sleeveless, untitled

resting on a shelf 

I am my mothers eyes

I am my fathers worried mind

I am a savage heart

I am all shapes of life and death

I am an open book

A smell that fills your belly

a sentence read again

a sentence read again.

The Facts

Here's the truth of it

always in pain

Never feeling like anyone

always afraid 

Sometimes worthless

Never ashamed 

the everyday is difficult 

seek constant escape

Closed eyes while color pervades 

live for the blessings a mind will create

Bathe in the light of another day

asking only for faith 

put on display 

I'll never out run you

You're with me 'till death

It's just Cerebral Palsy

It's all in my head...