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Aug 2017
My feet are *****
As I move from thing to thing
In a new space
To do lists flying long and high
Pink rosebud lights
I sweep up and away
From any man that walks my way
Right now.

And its a cryin' shame
But I just got nothin' left
Right now.

What a trip its all been
Like a game of dominos
I hope my mama is alright
I hope I'm alright
Papa sounded tired and sad
I wish I were a better daughter.

There was a time
Where my emotions were used as ammo
In acting class, it was so cathartic
And now I lead instead of follow.

Evolution
I hardly recognize myself now
But in the most beautiful way.

I'm tiny and interesting
I'm generous and charming
I have positive forward moving
Energy
I'm all my own.

I watched you watch me go
As if I held a telescope up to my eyelids
But couldn't open or close them.

We once would walk towards one another
Through the thick and the rain
But the difference is
You complained the whole way through.

I'm not interested in that kind of reckoning
As I drive a stake right into my own heart
And let yet another go.

What a night
What a life
Something clicks
Then only to disappear again
In the world I sew together
With fighting hands.

I don't know
But it doesn't have to be full of defeat
Or a surrendering surprise
It can just be.
OnwardFlame
Written by
OnwardFlame  Los Angeles, CA
(Los Angeles, CA)   
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