Me, Myself And I

I am the Queen of 

my own sanctuary, 

my realm, 

and my domain.

I am my own foundation.

My world exists 

through my own perception.

So in the likely event,

of some sort of chaos -

I will be ready to catch myself

moreover, I will be OK 

regardless of the circumstances!

And understanding this 

is extremely liberating.

I shall heal with words, 

what's poetically true

while crying out in ink, 

until my sadness is through.

Perhaps,

I might use the help of

few cigarette puffs 

to calms me down - temporarily, 

And even take sips of whiskey 

to drowns my sorrows - momentarily,

But I will refuse 

to get on my knees 

and plead to the tune of hypocrisy. 

I also know,

I am but a mess of unimportant matters

another aimless being to fill the space   

unique for my twisted thoughts  

hysterically pleading with a calm face,

Yet,

I don't want to be tainted 

by the small realm that confines me

and 

I do not want to be

mistaken for the moon,

living under the spotlight 

of her beloved sun -

Since I too am a star

A toxic

Intangible ball of stardust

A wonder of creation

Floating in an inexhaustible, 

eternal sea.

Finite but furious

bright, 

unstable, 

and contagious.

I am that spark

which is capable 

of lighting my own way

as well as yours

before I finally fade...