Proposing to post a poem.
One that is my proudest
One written so peacefully

I found this instead.

Finding it more and more often
Posting a lyric instead
That doesn't match the song playing
In the core

Of me, I feel it.
Heart beating, heart breaking
Heart singing
Heart wasting

Wasting away in a scorned past
One that is not relevant
That did not last
To the poems seeking to be shared

Move. Or I will
Out of the way
Your emotions are far overplayed
They've been listened to
And addressed
I've been raw
I've been patient
Displayed my best

I've learned from the experience
Though now it's time to rest

Reside to your slumber,
Find a new host you call home
The house is empty
And I'm not alone

I will move,
It's my decision.
My actions
My light
Without attachment
Without possession

Without scornfully burnt tires
Without redemption
Without needing approval

Make way for light.
Move, or I will

Because I'm too focused
On what's under each rock

These mountains don't move
We navigate around them
Over them
Through them

Move or I will
So it looks like, it will be me.

I've addressed this mountain from every angle
And I'm still not making it home
Time passes
Fog clears
Seasons progress
And change
And it's still the same mountain


I'm ready for the beach