Crisis happened, crisis passed
Striving to breathe deep breaths
At last, at last.
Hopeful for tomorrow
Sorry for what didn’t last
Finally I can accept myself
At last, at last.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2018
Lost in the wilderness
Lost in me.
Striving to find success
Striving to find me.
Seeing constant
Seeing nobody
And nobody is me.
Why have I lost this?
Why is it me?
Feeling a soft caress
Gently caressing me
Softly letting me see
I don’t need to be lost
I only need to be me.
No lost in the wilderness
No silly lost me
Return that soft caress
That sweet kiss, kissing me
Found in the wild wilderness
That’s where I found me.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2012
What year is this?
Is it the year
Of my freedom, my triumph?
Or just another disaster
I must and will master.
Creeping, crawling through
The sadness, the madness
Striving for some gladness
To dwell here in my heart
When will it start?
When will all this muddy
Turmoil leave, depart?
Nothing wrong
Just following along
With the throng.
Yes, nothings wrong
It’s just that
Nothings right
In this year
This year of sadness
I’m living tonight.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2013
Lost in the wilderness
Lost in me.
Striving to find success
Striving to find me.
Seeing constant
Seeing nobody
And nobody is me.
Why have I lost this?
Why is it me?
Feeling a soft caress
Gently caressing me
Softly letting me see
I don’t need to be lost
I only need to be me.
No lost in the wilderness
No silly lost me
Return that soft caress
That sweet kiss, kissing me
Found in the wild wilderness
That’s where I found me.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2012