Invisible Truth

It's not that I cannot tell you
what you want to know
It's just that I'm so tired
of putting on this show

I've lived long enough to see
that I will never change
I've spent too long creating
the me I needed to rearrange

I no longer remember when
the real me began to leave
I don't recall whether or not
there was any time to grieve

I only wanted to be invisible
to stop all the questions ‘why’
I needed to stop being afraid
of searching to find a reply

So I made myself up as I went
learning to believe each new lie
But lies have a life all their own
becoming necessary to justify

The truth is that I continue
to live life under lock and key
Still impossible to be invisible
no matter how I reinvent me

Lora Frikken ~ 4-27-08

What do I do now?

I am just a reflection
in a passing window;
a warped image of loneliness.

Detached...

I see myself drifting away,
shivering across the water;
a hazy form lost in the mist.

If I cannot find myself,
how will he find me?

Who said that we must not
exist merely to please another?

A lonely lover...

I feel the heat of the sun,
but my shadow is cold;
I feel the wind blowing past,
stealing a final breathless sigh.

And still my heart beats on...

Lora Frikken ~ 5-27-08