Hiding inside

Inside me I hide

Where others dare not look

Between the stones I have collected

And the time which I placed them.

Thoughts grow like ivy around all that is me

Tying each to others and all.

Over grown memories wrapped in thorns.



I step lightly through the spaces

In between the roses and thorns.

Across the bridges burnt and rebuilt.

My shadow hides here as well.

Dancing with my ego in balanced movement.

Changing the landscape with each step.

Seeking release from its garden.



There is no way less through these hands

The pen, the pad, the paper

Crucifying the ego with words.

Bearing the soul and the wounds within.

Standing naked and exposed,

Breaking down that which holds me back.

That which hides inside.

    ~ JS