There is a light
It burns outside my window every night
It burns so bright I never sleep
It burns outside the world
For every mother of a child in constant illness and distress
It is the light of a special soul
The light of helplessness
The light of hope
A piece of my heart is missing
Not a melancholy whim
Not a flame that never lit
Not a stolen moment
There is a hole
A missing piece
In my soul
There is a difference
Between love and hope
Love exists in the present
Hope is a sometimes fleeting wish
Floating away
From love.
I’m breathing,
so I must be alive
sometimes you hear the sound,
like a reflex of empty air
there is a deep I feel,
an ocean….
if I breathe in the water I’ll die
but to drown in the vast,
is the love I desire.
It’s another day
And it’s raining inside
There is a soft caress
In the gray
It helps to not know
If the water stinging my face
Are tears
Or just the rain
Tears…
Or just pain
I hope not talking to me
Makes everything better
I hope my voice disappearing,
Makes everything quiet
I hope my absence
Makes you present
I hope you find peace
Without my love
I hope whoever you talk to
Is better than me
I hope not seeing me
Feels good
I hope not kissing me is a relief
I hope not making love to me is ecstasy
I hope there is happiness
In pretending I’m not alive.
Hope is not love.
Love is hope.
The rain bows over the light
Where love lives.
There is a space between our hands
Where our fingers intertwine
In the air of our togetherness
Is love.
I won’t live my life for another second without you.
I don’t have time to pretend that love is not the answer.
When you feel like there’s nothing left to lose
Your mind arrives at uncharted destinations
When lone becomes the mask of the wolf you wear
You stop howling, for fear someone might hear
Hiding becomes life
Then life becomes an erased chalkboard called hope
When I feel like there’s nothing left to lose
I remember
There’s you
There is a point
Below lost
Where the level
can’t center
Between oblivion and purgatory
Is a maelstrom of fear
