The constant fear
That I've betrayed myself
Eats away at me,
Stripping back
Every little layer
Of this new happiness.
I only wanted to be
Exactly what you needed,
And so conceded
When I should not.
I dont believe
That I can share you
In any way
Resembling freely.
You mean more to me
Than anything,
And just the thought
Of surrendering you
Tortures me.
I am terrified
This would destroy us...
As it would destroy me
At the very least.
And I wish,
With all my heart,
I could be the everything
And the only thing
You needed...
Questions, unquestioned discoveries, and answers in parable and rhyme…. This collection records a journey starting with a 1960s retrospective and the first man on the moon, moving to a new millennium welcomed in with a terrorist spin, family crises,
The songs and art in this book are about our collective emergence after the pandemic and trauma of the last few years - comprised of 5 collections: World as Refuge, Where We Live, In Our Hands, Rhythms of Change and What We See & Sow.
Christine