PostPoems Be Artistic. Be Creative. Be Inspired!

there are many worlds that exist in me

and in you, paths we choose to project

or hide or harbor

you told me to reign it in and splice

your being from the air between my lips

between my pen and my hand

between my head and my heart

i am not worth a second of your love

and i am glad you have removed yourself

from the twist of my embrace and my stifling kiss

i am not worth a second of your thought

and i respect your allegience to moving on

its kept a vigilance and purpose to my words which

so often want to come back to kneel before you

whom i loved with all of myself

i heard you, when you said it was all bullshit

and asked me to spare you these sad poems

i heard you in every corner and and every core

and every word that was stored was touched and changed

and honed

i still believe you are who you were

and i will plod on ever trying to create myself anew

create myself everyday against fatigue against doubt

create myself now, right here

every thing i write every single thing

every single moment choosing, denying, hoping

breathing, easing, reaching, praying