Jacqueline

I can hear the phone
That same old ring tone
It beeps and vibrates and
Lots of things.

I hear you weeping.
You are trying
Not to cry
And think.

But you think,
And I make you
Realize
That I don't have...

I don't have
What you are looking for.
I can't sugar coat
The truth.

I could never
Lie to you
About things
Being hopeless.

But I can lie to myself
And think you are okay
And think, and think.
Come up with nothing.

Instead of
Being what you want
I'll tell you
What you need.

You need to know.
You need to feel.
You need to be.
You need to breath.

Be Jacqueline.
Trash those insecurities,
For they always seem
To reach you and me.

You can't be afraid
And expect to win.
You can't play it out
And try to hide.

The hardest thing
Is that extra push.
I'll push you off
This cliff.

Push you to
Infinite, and
Wrap you in
Those velvet clouds.

Clouds of suffering,
Clouds of joy,
Clouds of naivete,
Clouds of shame.

And you can fly
Through the sky
Of realization.
Breathe, Jacqueline.