Pages torn and removed
Discarded
No longer necessary
To be reminded of
Certain things
That are now only
A whisp of a shadow
Of a memory
That does not serve me
No longer important
No longer distorted
Step outside of myself
And observe in
Third-person
Access a broader view
Remove myself from
The grasp of my own
Mental machinery
Give first-person me
A chance to breathe
To tap clarity on the shoulder
And announce,
"I'm ready for you"
Float above ego
To a place of understanding
Maintain my power
By accepting full responsibility
For my life as it is
For all of the miracles
And all of the problems
For all of the beauty
And all that I allow
To lead me to despair
Nobody can create for me
Only I
Only Me
Only Myself
Only this unique trinity
That is my identity
Could ever bring such
Bliss to me
Could ever bring such
Tears to me
And what a wonderful way
To see
It is a set of spectacles
That equals freedom
And allows preservation
Of power
And thickens the glue
That adheres all souls
To one another