Knock Knock...

Knock knock. 

I am coming. I am here. 

I am defeating my demons that have some time latched themselves to my back.

I am carrying the burdens of my past along with memories of innocence and purity.

I am striving for the top of Mount Everest like a adventure-hungry climber.

I am swimming deep in my emotions like fish drawn to the water.

I am absorbing the sunlight into my body like a plant struggling for life.

I am running with high hopes like an olympic runner speeding for the finish line.

I am raining thoughts like a lightening storm on a Wednesday afternoon.

I am falling on my knees.

I am screeching for a plea.

I am crying for a voice.

So knock knock, do you hear me speak?

Knock knock, do you see me?

Knock knock, do you speak the words I need?

Knock knock, do you realize what I am trying to tell you?

Knock knock, do you realize what I am trying to show you?

Knock knock, can you see... me?