Who I am.

insight nine  its late at night. too late. i should be amongst the counting sheep by now. people who are awake when only the stars are singing are alone, in love or on the other side of the world. if you're the first two at the same time... you're fucked. if you care or not, i had a good day today. but then as always my mood drops and happiness escapes me like a mole burrowing away from the sun. but the man behind my happiness is always there. late at night i think of him. his deep brown eyes swallowing me into a deep dream. his matching brown hair, almost effortlessly flopped over one eyebrow, a perfect softness to twist my fingers through. the black rims of his glasses shining against the light, making the dorky but cute impression arise. the smile that can lift my sorrows up in an instant creeps out as he catches me staring at his wonderful features. biting my lip, i lay my head down softly on his shoulder, wishing these moments would never en...

insight five  Isolated rain waters the horizon, as I jog through the woods behind my home. With dug out badger bungalows and lifted roots of willow trees, the forest made a peaceful motherland for all that lived. I slow down my pace when I reach the brown pipe, a long wide tube that can be balanced upon only by the most skilled of beings. Let it be said that I am not talented nor a professional gymnast but somehow I manage to remain upon it. Levelling my arms with my shoulders, I place one foot at a slight angle in front of the other, tracing my movements down the pole. Nearing the end of my performance, I leap into the air and travel a distance only applauded by a single squirrel in the nearby oak tree. Oblivious to the passing of time, I detect a small tear journey down my face, but it’s not me who is melancholy. Tilting my head towards the skies, I feel more droplets dance upon my cheeks. To avoid being showered from head to toe, I dash through the trees to search fo...

insight four  Waking up to my alarm screaming, i stumble over to my desk and attempt to open my blind eyes. Stretching off the night, i listen to the silence... no children or parents yelling... Seeming too perfect to be my life, i wander into to each room of the house. No one. Am i dreaming? I dress in jeans and an average top, still unsure of this day. I check my hair, eyes and birth marks to make sure im still me. Grabbing some breakfast of pancakes with banana and maple syrup, i sit down to take in the happy silence that hugs me. Climbing the stairs into my room, my bed is made even though im all alone. Someone's here? I check each room carefully, making sure the imposter isn't hiding. Breathing a sigh of a relief, i put my vinyl player on and hum the rhythm of my favourite song. A small smile grew across my face as I looked out my bedroom window, gazing onto the orange and red flames of the sunrise. Silently, wind blew through the forest beyond, causing ...