I’m Open

I’m open to the

possibilities that my mind

does not know it exists.

I’m open to answering

and seeking the questions

that have not been asked.

I wonder about the life

that currently resides in me

to protect the life not yet in existence.

I’m Open

I’m open to my world

being shattered in order

to see myself picking up the pieces.

I’m listening to the fervent spirits

that course through my blood

that is of no known type.

I’m patient to seek out those

and cry with those people

I have yet to meet.

I’m Awake

I’m awake in a way

that my eyes are open,

but my body is still resting.

I’m numb in a way

that I question my intentions

even before tomorrow comes around.

I’m waiting to see what awaits

not only me but the “I.”

The “I” and the “me” waiting to see.

I’m lost.

I’m confused.

I’m heartbroken.

I’m sick.

I’m afraid.

I’m smart.

I’m loved.

I’m seen.

I’m heard.

I’m me.

I’m human.