moonriseee

Inspired by “I’m Not That Girl” from Wicked

i thought his glance would mean a bit
that maybe fate had plans unlit
but dreams like that just slip away
he looked at her, not me that day

i look in the mirror
and flinch like it’s a stranger
like the face staring back
should apologize for existing
there’s a weight in my chest
that has nothing to do with flesh
and everything to do

everyone loves her
like it’s the easiest thing in the world
like breathing
like light finding the ocean
she walks into a room
and it rearranges itself around her
but she never sees it
never sees the way they watch her

last week  

she reached out  

brushing my cheek  

with her soft steady touch  

her whispers filled the air  

gentle

i hear it now.

not a whisper

nor a shout

i hear it now.

the future

a call

distant

melancholy?

i can’t help

but wonder

how much am I leaving behind?

i hear it now.

Once there was a man

Who could

Do

It

All.

A man of many arts

The stage

The desk

The microphone