Departure From Fear

Today you decide you want to go on a trip.
You know your destination, you've known for a while now. You just didn't have the emotional funds. Now you do.

Go pack your bags.
You're going places today.
Make sure you bring your favorite smile.
Don't over-pack your brain with what-if's. Everything will be alright.

De-armor your heart for the security check point. Your body will be searched for wounds.
Good, they are all healed. Did you hear me? You're healed.
You're ready for this.

You sit until your name is called.
This is the last time you will sit, or wait.
People pass you by and you wonder where they are headed. What are they leaving behind? What are you leaving behind?
Remember... It's a one-way flight today.

Your name is called and all of a sudden you are on board.
On board for a brighter future.

Strap yourself in for the ride of your life. The ride that will take you to a brand new destination you've never been but always wanted to go. AWAY.

[Take off that fake smile]
.Take off.

You're weightless.
You're flying.
You look down and cannot make out any memories you are leaving behind.
... so, leave them behind.

Sit back and relax.
Soar over your fears.
There are no more clouds in your life.

Just never forget...

You're departure doesn't matter,
but your arrival does.

Dinosaur Lady

Your swagger is EXTINCT.

But why?
You used to rule the world.

Others saw you walk by and they stopped and stared, that's all they could do. That's all I could do. The shy ones ran away, the intimidated hid, the lonely followed. Yet, you didn't know any of this because you were always looking ahead, always leading the way for others.

What happened?
When did your footprints stop and where did they end? I couldn't find them, nobody could. Did you give up?
That's so not like you.
You loved to live.

I could tell your bones were brittle by the way you stopped carrying your head so high.

I tell others about you but they do not believe me. I don't have pictures to prove you were real; just stories about your reign.

If I could design a museum to capture your swagger I would.
I'd have a room to showcase your heart.
I'd have a simulation sysytem so others could experience the way you made my heart beat.
I wouldn't even charge an entry fee because no amount of money can truly portray your swag.

Your buried yourself.
I will dig until I find the million pieces that made you, you. And no matter what anybody says, you were real to me.


I miss your swagger, and I miss you...
My Dinosaur Lady