JB Writes Too

Untitled 20/06/08

I have the music
It swims around in my mind
Triggering thoughts
of the future
of the past
Of secret names
Disguises
choosing
who I will be tomorrow?
I walk until
conflict abandons me
I now
am left alone
Happily wandering
among the shiney buildings
Whose walls have been
washed down
by the deluge
“fight or flight”
Is a term that springs to mind
I choose to fight
As I have done
from day one
ON my own
In the world
Independent
yet vulnerable
and sometimes
afraid
Desires
the same old yearning
Resonates
In my psyche now
frustrating
How long must I wait?
to find the answer
I walk toward
the safety of ‘home’
with books underarm
a new thrill
the beginning of chapters new
await me
hooray!