Susie Clevenger

If there is passion, let me feel its heat.I want my heart to beat fast,my breath raspy, my skin to burn.

I am lost in my world,invisible - unknown.Moon please lend meyour light that someonewill me see me.

There is only one you. Stop trying to devalue yourself by trying to be a copy of someone else.

I now know how your angercame from skeletonsthat rattled in your heartand you couldn't escape them.

A dream doesn't die because it has no truth. It dies because you fail to nurture it.

I seek to be moved, my imagination reborn.Let me feast on poems that feed my hunger.

Let me live my final days whole.Let my memory remain that I might know love's face.Life don't unwrap me to be fed to scavengers.I want to escape into light - not exist in darkness.

But the walls of my resolvemortared with stubbornnesshave been breached by circumstancesI cannot handle alone.

I didn't know the demonsthat walked across your memory.They came from the dustwhen you were at peacein your grave.

How do I learn to speakwhen silence is all I know?

Foggy nights bring some comfort.He can get lost in the mistand there is no one to stare or question.

I am a butterfly poetbirthed from painflying with the freedomof my verses.