She says "up there"
is the only place her heart
is safe
says
when she looks above
and confides in the heavens
the clouds don't judge
they're superheroes
that rush to her rescue
absorb her anguish
like cotton
imprison it
in their puffy padded rooms
to keep her out of
the one she's on her way to
and keep her in her right mind
about
everything gone wrong
dreams that slipped through the cracks
cuz she hadn't found ways
or enough faith
to seal their fate
about
everyone who wants for her
things she doesn't
and wants from her
what she's never bothered
to give herself
about
having little to show for her life
cuz she's too busy
living for others
feeding their souls a sumptuous buffet
while she
pecks at their crumbs
after they've scarfed and run
without so much as a thank you
leaving her malnourished
they
fat and full off her care
she
emaciated
starved for her own attention
no energy left to even honor
her basic requirements
"no" is the only song
her esteem plays
cuz "yes" is the tune
she shimmies to
when they sing the blues
and she
is the only one
attending their concerts
but today is different
there are no clouds
to shelter her woes
nowhere to suspend her pain
nothing
but a vast expanse
of sapphire
a slate cleaner
than her own conscience
and the message is clear:
it's time to embrace this life
her decisions
her living in lack
for lack of courage
to be stronger
live better
and
superheroes only exist
within
when we become them
when we sew on a weather-proof cape
and fly to our own rescue
wielding inexhaustible superpowers
that the stratosphere
can no longer be
her enabler
will no longer play host
to her misery
it has done all it can
to trump the deceivers
lasso the villains
and slay the monsters
the rest
she'll have to handle alone
Copyright 2014
Charlene E. Green
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