How I Feel Tonight
Old. Tired. Heart-broken, heartless. Mean. Fat. Ugly. Spent. Like I've wasted way too many years and way too much time, not just my time.
Alive. Strong. Full of fire. Successful. Beautiful. Ready to emerge again. Like all of my life lays ahead, and there is so much to create and build.
I feel vulnerable, and open.
And all I know how to do is let it wash over me, because there is no-one awake, and no drink in my hand. Just music in my ears and feelings in my heart.
Love.