1. Spirit Guide
When
I walked into that place
Far removed from my usual spot
Hiding from ghosts of who I was
I found you, as haunted as I,
Looking for solace within the spirit cup
A burning drink of revelry
To cleanse the heart of what ifs
To fill the soul with why nots
I sat and watched you drift from there to here
That place I now know was your haunt
Your eyes not so revel
As you leveled your seventh glass that night
Seemingly drinking the answers
To the questions; all of them maybe?
It wasn’t me, I knew
Your answer
THE GIRL NEXT DOOR
I am the girl next door.
You watch me everyday, beautiful to behold.
But you don’t see me.
We chat about hundreds of insubstantial things.
But you don’t hear me.
I am the girl next door.
Because we are neighbors, you assume I’m just like you.
But you don’t know me.
You envy my picture perfect life.
But you don’t really understand.
I am the girl next door.
We’ve shared many an evening’s tea on the front porch.
You have been to every backyard barbeque I’ve held.
I am the girl next door.
We’ve strolled away the springtime in the gardens.
You’ve walked me to the shining aluminum threshold of my front door.
I am the girl next door.
But my home you’ve never entered.
Do you wonder why?
My walls are built solid and strong.
What could be inside?
I am the girl next door.
My windows hidden by steel blinds drawn.
What secrets do they hide?
The doors always locked, all entrances blocked.
Does inside see a slant of light?
I am the girl next door.
And you’ll never know what I’m capable of.