Waves of Life

I don't know
How I feel
So I write

I am - epuisée!
Again, amidst the ebbs
that flow in,
and of - the life,

J'y suis --
très, très,
fatiguée

of being tired;
Rather, wanting --
Fiercely, craving

waves, vivacious
chills striking
the core -
marrow, bones.

Feelings.
So many bad,
sadly Fierce.

Today,
I feel a painful
blow deeper -
way down,
further,
Than I'd like
to know.

Yet,
As sore as is
this sorrow,
And,
As real, as is
this hate,
let us grow,
in compassion.

Please,
Don't seed anger
Blocking,
Love & Reason -
our pure,
human light.

Instead,
Choose -
Patience.
Give more kindness -
Inspire strength,
let life.

Where tO go -- know?

Feeling lost.

Where to go?
In front?
In back?
I don't know.

If I did,
It would all seem clear
As I don't,
It just brings up fear.

It will be fine,
So they say.
and on some level,
I know.

But for today,
I would really like
to be in a place
Where I know.

Can she, will she -- write?

Can she --
Will she --
Write?
Can she,
she can
write
her thoughts,
her dreams,
all the extremes --
as they come and go,
yield and flow.

Can she --
Has she,
will she --
This time?
She has tried,
Yes --
she has tried,
Many, oh --
so many a time
to write
to express
to be
to see --
through
her words,
Find her voice --
In a blog,
as a story,
a hand-written note,
All which,
she quite enjoys.
So much, so much, in fact --
would you --
could you believe?
It is her very passion,
her very spark --
that exhausts --
these burst of thoughts
and flows of words,
which need so strong,
then give so weak.