I Restore Myself When Im Alone.

“I restore myself when I’m alone.”

— Marilyn Monroe

Centuries she lived,

she hid and

lamplight dimmed

in the presence of

shadows she made

Silence stretched over

her feelings

no one ever heard her pleading

Her emotions lacked composure

so she built defenses

dug her trenches

a solitary shoreline

comprised of boulders

catching memories

as though she’s stealing

timelines that couldn’t be

yearning for some slice

of what’s appealing

to shatter glass atop a ceiling

despite orders decreed

fate’s fleeting dealings

left her reeling

contemplating life

and its proceedings

forced to deal

knowing destiny

withholds revealing

I see myself

in her

and him

his twisted thoughts

her wanted whims

I see myself

in craving

and criticizing

his judgemental smile

her grin of beguile

I see myself

when I don’t want to

recognize this strife

I feign to forget

these hearts

created mine

maybe in another life

I’ll grant myself the grace

to see myself

as a story not so foreign

one that’s truly mine

How can I accept who I am, when I want to abandon all that made me to be?

There is the world, reality, and me.

I only wish to not drown in this intrepid battle of gaining perspective.

A young teens questions and a young adults revisions