“2012 was the year I met death. The year I pulled on my wolf skin.”
Captivating, poignant; At times touching and heartbreaking.
Sit with me, please, because
sometimes it is too much
to stay out of the dark corners
when I am doing it alone.
It can be a blessing and a curse
that you have an incomplete
knowledge about me and my promises.
I know the map of my mental health
is written across my face,
and in the way I twist my fingers
when I try to distract myself.
But know I want it to be enough.
I want to be something captivating,
have the laughter as well as the tears,
and pure joy experienced in the moment
when I am totally unafraid.