Heartbeat

I am just a heartbeat
Beating steady, beating slow
Speeding up and moving on.
I am just a child
Turning into a woman
Maybe one day a mother, a lover, a friend
I am just a spirit
Living in a cell made of sinew and bone
Longing to be free of the bounds of humanity.
I am just a mind
One voice among many
Crying, singing, writing my story
Along with the rest of the world.
I'm living life with my heart on my sleave
But I'll keep my hands away from the flames,
Because I don't want to get burned any more than I have been.
I'm blurring the lines between me and the world
Stepping out with the tide and returning as it ebbs,
Because I'm not afraid of drowning, but I'm not keen to get my feet wet.
I'm finding myself in the least expected of places
Learning to love despite all my cynicism,
Learning to trust despite my doubts,
I'm growing into shoes I never thought would fit,
and I'm pissing my signature on the pillars of conformity
I'm kissing the stars, they're so close I could touch them.
I'm dancing with angels and flying on a magic carpet.
Can't you see me?
I'm free.
I've burst out of my prison of sinew and bone
I've mapped out my highway, I've painted it red.
I think I'll go smoke the pot at the end of the rainbow.
I'm writing my story, my memoir, my poem.
I've lost my mind, but I have found myself.
I'm not who I wanted to be, but I'm happy with what I am.
I am a heartbeat.

Beating steady, beating slow.
Beating in the silence, in the still.
Beating alone, yet along with the rest of the world.
Beating out the sound of my dreams
The sound of my triumphs
The sound of my failures, my fears, my hopes
My heartbeat
Just a heartbeat
Just me.