I've always been a writer... Even when I was a little girl, I was writing stories, watching movies and making the world my stage. Yet, throughout the years of growing up, I have seemed to go far enough from myself that I have forgotten. I realized, I have forgotten to write my own story, to believe in what I always knew to be true. This poem, is a part of me that is trying to remind myself, to call it back, to remember and to stop forgetting who the hell I am! So I'm sharing this, so others stop forgetting and we can simply live our creative selves again. Thank you, more please. Pictured is the author Right here, Now by Nicole Marie O'Byrne I am the forgotten one, The one that sits Waiting by the window seat Watching you outside, Wandering Searching Stomping And yelling out “Where are you?” I call from the window, “I’m here” “Right here” “Now” Yet, your stomping Has flooded the wind, Your cries Drowned my...
Women's Spiritual Poetry