To thine ownself be true

"This above all:to thine ownself be true,

And it must follow, as the night the day

Thou canst not then be false to any man."


William Shakespeare-Hamlet

When you have an open heart, and mind you meet the greatest people. It helps that we now have the technology to communicate outside of our tiny little bubble worlds. I have been meeting, socializing, and networking with the most fascinating individuals. A stand out is Blaez Google. Strength and endurance through the most trying experiences.

A comment was made to my last post that made me stop and think. Why am I afraid of posting a poem that I wrote? Who cares when I wrote it. It is my work, and I should be proud. And I agree that each poem that you write is a part of yourself. What I need to do is grow some balls.

So. I will inhale deeply (nod to Dr. Phyllis), relax, and let my hair down.

Schizo

Into the dark abyss...
I plunge...
Black Hole Syndrome.
"I can't feel. It's cold."
Sensories fading.
Someone is pulling me down.
"Am I alive? I can't see my hands!
Stop pulling me!"
Spinning.
Tornado.
Someone please
make it stop.
I want out!
"Where am I? Hello..."
"You'll be OK now.
I will protect you..."
"Who are you?"
"I am you."

Lyn Hernandez

A special Thanks to Blaez for inadvertently inspiring this post.