I cannot tell you what awaits in the
shadows of my mind, because you would
not understand.
Few people have been in my shadows.
But you have reached so far into my
soul that I am certain that you will
see what lies beyond.
I’m not asking you to comprehend what
you see, nor am I asking you to listen
to me when I describe what you see.
You have to feel it, because if you’re
not feeling it, then you’re not seeing
it.
I am grateful, without shame or debt.
My pain is without end, but it is not
all dark because my happiness is also
without end. Some people call it
bipolar, I call it life; because I do
not know another life.
But then again, those people have never
lived my life.
I cannot say it in a less complicated way:
I love you.
I love you.
I love you.
“In my shadows”, joho 2009-11-08