Until I Can Be Me

Dark cloud’s hung over my head.
I can’t remember since when,
but it’s always messed with my head.
I know I should feel the coolness of the wind.
yet it never touches my skin.
It’s an out of body experience,
one that makes you look within.
To find the brilliance.
Still I have seen the sun
and I’ve touched the rain.
That tells me the battles not done,
and there’s a part of me still sane.
Right now I’m press down,
but it won’t always be this way.
My brain checked out of town.
We both know it won’t stay away.
I wait expectantly,
and ask myself to breathe.
Until I can be me,
I watch the rain fall slowly. 

R.D. JEss

Published by reneweddream.com

Hi, I am R.D. Jess. I am a christian writer and postpartum doula. My relationship with my God is not a religion but a state of who I am. I love being there for others and find that writing the hard truth is the best way to make people feel less alone.

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