This is my story this is my life.

One of these days, it’ll be okay.
It’ll be divine as I cross the line.
Into that other space, that other world.
Into that content ness like when I was a little girl.
No worries
No sorrows
No “what about tomorrows”.
No downs,
Only ups.
Just a full fucking cup.

Just a world full of light.
For this is my story, this is my life.

But, as I’m straggling through this foggy mess.
My heart on my shoulder, my mind on my chest.
For all those to see, for all to bare,
For all to scrutinize, examine, and stare.

I become a maverick,
A prophet,
A seer.

I am untouchable, because I do not hear…

The nonsense
The ignorance
The obtuse acts shown bright.
For this is my story, this is my life.

Jessica Reynolds “This is my story this is my life” copyright 2008