Sparkles within me

Sparkles. Wishes. Possibilities.  Ah how I dance. Listening to the reality and decorate my mind with words. Soothing lyrics that up build in the morning.

Sayings that create my mind to think. I dissuade.  I leap for the next best thing. Not really desiring to cry. So I lean into belting out every bit of song. All that can carry me to the next level.

Surpassing the distance I have felt. Made my plans. All now falling where I ask them go be. One step at a time echoes.

The heart chokes, kills. Still I shove all out. Putting away what distorts friendships. Long distance I run to find something else. To lay my head upon.

Sparkles. Dances. Music. Renewal. Dare not back away. I am emotional. I can not look over nor sit and wait. So up I go. Moving to make my mind in control. Overriding the sickness that quakes inside me.

Emptying the all that is there but the shell to restart. That is how I have to start. Never a finished project just the  repainted canvas. Layers of paint, full of images and memories.

I smile. I continue holding on.

Sparkles. Freckles.  Dancing. Entertaining the air with tears and joy. Down to the ache I still keep breathing. Freshly looking out.

Distant my are slate grays. I fade here and there just for that memory or two. Yet I smile. Wiping away the tears and am grateful. The time was mine.

Now I am holding onto my waist. Granting that of a hug. I need it to be stable.

No more complaining to putting whispers upon l people's eyes. I hold to myself. To the wind.

Still sparkles twinkle inside the slates. They dance within my spirit. The echo in my mind. I am grateful.

Twinkling hopes. Tiny joys and leaps of happiness. Faith I cling to. I must. Importance.