The Ninth Sense

I died last night

I am reborn again…

Still in incubator

I have died many times before

Everytime I hurt my own children

Everytime I loose control

Every time I can’t breathe

Everytime I cry when my soul is ripped

I break a little inside

I want to be the mother I used to be

I can be

But sometimes I wanna be me…the sick me…

It escapes

Breaks through my smiles

And shows it’s ugly face…

I beat it

I am not scared

I can bare my teeth

Today….I am…focussed and still.

Should I be scared?

I know no fear I feel no fear

Watch me….you will see the real me…

Universe breaths in me!

thank you for listening

Rain ah 🙂