Dear poetry,
I have a duty to be honest with u .
To share even that which confuses me
But how do I share with my audience
How do I share demons and still expect the heavens of formed relations to remain the same ?
How do I share , hoping their perception of me doesn't become tainted , the me I give , ..I give in parts ,I am terrified .. To give with out fear
poetry , I know this dark air commands to be written , and then needs to be told , but this is where I protest , but poetry being herself ,she refuses to sit idly by and allow the cruel politicians of silence , to tRample over and erase her voice
Not ever can she stand the thought of this
So , how do I share , how do I write , paint these pictures , paint this underworld ... And still remain , the way I were , before u heard this ,
what paint , what textures do I use to paint the awful truth .. And still remain beautful to u
How does the crack in the wall accept that he is the flaw
This truth isn't icecream , ... A few flavours , not to ur liking but u still love icecream
This truth .... Prefers to sit alone , this truth , this eldorado prefers to remain unknown , ..... For the glut of this truth might destroy me or u or both , destroy what we have , had , cod have had ....
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