Something fierce has taken over me, I believe it is JOY.  

Lament : a self portrait 

You once loved me . you once 

hated me . you craved me . I

was your brain. you possessed

me -- a ripe grape  plucked 

and pressed  and now sipped 

will you consume me again ?

you remain stained in purple

hues forever : shattered

stemware dripping , cold wood 

floors --an emptiness

I once knew as innocence 

we adored in and out , out and in , in 

thought we never understood 

forever or daytime, how to stay leave 

stay, come back again.

on your horse I laugh a red lamp

over the hills and the hooves 

on the grass exalt : I love you,

I hate you, my saddle , my reins 

tight and leather, your lips, your breath

your eyes, your back stretched tanned 

and worn the pale glass shadows

Poet- Unknown

The more I allow myself to be me, the less energy I expend on hiding all the scary parts I didn't want anyone to see, the more and more love and friendship I receive.