I am me

I am not who you tried to mold

I am not who you tried to hold down

I am not who you say I am

I will not be who you want me to be

I am made of many things

Some good, some tragic and some magic

But I am me

And I am free

I am not anyone in a mold

I am stitched from the lives I’ve lived

From the wars I’ve fought

From the love that bursts inside me

I was made from stardust

Exploded millions of years ago

To create a billion things

That finally made me

But I am nothing like you wish

Because I am me

And nothing else

But free…

-B.

5-1-18

She lay there

Fields of wildflowers

The sun beating down on her skin

The fresh breeze, weaving through the trees

Clouds in all the shapes you could imagine

Sky so blue, it was almost crystal

And she just lay there

She lay there, wondrous thoughts

Filling up her mind

She lay there

And hummed the lullaby

She once fell asleep to

She lay there

On this perfect day

And she could breathe

Because to her, this was freedom…

-B.

2-25-18

All the worlds asleep

Twilight

Quiet as a mouse

When all the world is asleep

There’s something magical

Something about being awake

Like a secret between you and the world

Time slows down

The earth is quiet

There’s a calmness in the wind

These are the hours that aloneness feels good

Where the whole world is at your fingertips

Where time has no meaning

And everything is finally okay because you feel free…

-B.

1-18-18

I choose me!

I choose me 
I didn’t do this for a guy 

I didn’t do this because I’m lazy 

I didn’t do this for childish reasons 
I choose me 
I did this because you’re toxic 

I did this because my life was not my own 

I did this because I was not free 
I choose me 
I want to be free 

I want to live my life 

I want to make my own choices 

I want to fall and get up 

I want to fail and succeed 
I choose me 
On my own terms 
Me 

For 

Once 

Because 

I

Want 

To 

Live 
-B. 

10-12-17

I’m not a child!

I’m not a child I’m 

28 
I’m not a child 

You 

don’t 

need 

to 

do 

this 

Not anymore 
I’m not a child 

Stop 

treating 

me 

like 

one 
I’m not a child 

Stop 

scolding

me 
I’m not a child 

Please 

Let 

Me 

Live 
I’m not a child 

Let 

Me 

Be

Free 
I’m not a child 

But 

I’ll

Always 

Be 

Your 

Child 
-B. 

10-2-17


Photo taken circa ‘93 

I was set free… 

I was set free today 
I thought I would care 

I thought the storm would come 

I thought it would hurt 
But you have done this for too long 

You have torn me apart 

Put me back together 

Too many times 
You pushed me over the cliff 

And you know what? 

I had wings 
And I’m 

I’m okay. 
-B. 

10-9-17

Free…

I always dreamed of being free I don’t know exactly what that means yet

I’d like to think it looks something like that scene from the Virgin Suicides 

The one towards the end 

The dream sequence 

Imagine, if you can 

Just being with the ones you love, who care about you… someone or a few amazing souls 

You’re in a spacious comfortable car 

Windows down 

Cool summer air 

Your hair flowing in the wind

Your arm hanging out the window to feel the air 

And there’s the best kind of music playing 

The kind that just makes you happy to be where you are 

The best part is, it’s just the open road, no one else is on it

With a full tank of gas

Going nowhere and everywhere

All at once 

And in that moment you realize that maybe you aren’t happy but you’re okay 

And that is so much better because you are okay, you are finally okay… 

that to me, maybe, just maybe is what freedom tastes like, feels like

A fleeting moment

A moment so powerful that it rips into your soul and frees you for the rest of your time… 
-B. 8-24-17