Thursday, April 24, 2014


~ ~ ~
I am the thoughts in my head.
Healing the wounds of life.
Never being more than the less.
Always climbing to the sight.
I will not be the willow tree.
I will be me.
The narrowness of my window
leaves me with a view.
I can see just a bit of what 
the day has brought.
Knowing all too well
the moments that will follow.
No one know me like me.
I laugh at those who think they do.
I will fight to be 
for as long as I see the light.

~ JC ~

Thoughts on a rainy afternoon.
I woke up from my coma
almost eight years ago.
I look fine.
I am.
The windows of my mind,
not so much.

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