15.9.12

White Lace






What do you believe about me?

or have you ceased to believe?

we have come to a Place of Calm

to stand in a Forest while I tell a Circular Story

I promise to be there when you need me

I promise to make Life Better

I promise to impress

I promise we are a Family

I swear it by my Belly

I tell you I am Terrified

but I am a Warrior Bright

and this a Worthy Fight

My Lace is Defiance and Acceptance

Let's step through a Door

You know this is the Matrix

my Friend

I made this Picture for you

did I not?





Photo taken by jody franklin with Paints by AC





1 comment:

Anonymous said...

the saddest thing about mental illness is the fact that it reduces the ability of suffers to recognize the symptoms in themselves