a new day

overwhelmed with emotion

my cup be brimming with blessings
brimming


i often refer to myself as a visitor in people's lives
i have many a poem about it
a memory bank of all the places and faces i've hugged
and kissed
and been
and pitched a tent and stayed for awhile
many a tears shed
leaving marks on those cement corners
many a loud smiles
tatooed across this heart
many a shared cigarettes watching smoke dance from lips
while you talk life, talk love, talk death, talk bills


and once upon a time
i felt worthless
couldn't pick my chin up
couldn't look you in the eye
so ashamed
so sad
once upon a time when i was 4
then when i was 9
and 11
and 18
and 20
and just a few months ago again
and somewhere between 2009 and 2010 i decided to fall into me
and trust
that i don't have to be the visitor anymore
all those times i declined to stay
i now know why
for all this to begin
to find this home inside myself



i am humbled


i look around me and see my family
my friends



and i am humbled



my heart feels like it is going to explode
i have so much love to give
only because i've received so much love


i shall be released