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Star Girl
And you'll find me,
Somewhere in a galaxy
Drowning in an ocean of color.
I'm finally free!
I'll float among the stars that'll
illuminate my skin.
The red scars that used to stripe
my back- like some sort of tiger-
won't be there anymore.
Instead, those kisses from loving
lips will have been planted on me.
Growing like trees, up, up, up.
Will you find me?
Will you finally latch onto
forgiveness that you've so
desperately rejected. Like a clock
that refuses to have its rusty gears
fixed. And then you'll find me?
But time isn't something that we
can both afford.
Your hair is growing long
And I am getting old.
Did you see me yesterday?
When I held onto him,
After we said we'll meet them later.
Am I a woman to you now?
I saw you sitting on the sidelines
And my heart shook.
Was it sadness that colored your
eyes? That made them look elsewhere?
Your green shirt reflected the
shade of summer- away from the
sun.
Should I say 'hi'? And cling onto
you with tears studding my eyes.
Because a Father shouldn't be
away from his daughter like you
have.
But Love told me to be quiet, for
now at least. This was not the time
or place.
I hid behind my wall of friends, still
clinging onto him- You're still so
skinny now.
I hated you, you know.
I drank that poison for the longest
time.
Just like you drank yours every
Friday night when I was 9.
It didn't matter to me if you were gone
from me then.
Mama and I were just fine.
And I would've gladly sent an arrow
through your heart if it meant that
you were finally gone.
But clarity slapped my face red,
and Love danced me into
forgiveness.
And it'll be Love that will continue
to let me forgive you.
Oh, but how long will you let
yourself stay in that foggy prison
with walls made of glass?
Haven't you heard me tapping?
Mama's calling?
Your sister's tears?
And Love's begging?
But we can only see your figure,
cloaked in shadow, with a smile
tailored by grief.
And your hand touching the cold,
clear, walls.
Only you can let the walls fall- the
glass shatter.
And we'll be together again.
Love will chase away the fog with
his Heart.
But only you can fish that dream
out of the oceans of your mind.
Aren't we reason enough to be
free?
Or will I be a star girl that you can
never reach.
Because it was too late.
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