I yearn for my poems to love me
The words hold so much truth
An emotional intelligence
That will surpass my youth

No shame for feeling
Just moments of bliss
Is this truly my wish?
Will they take me in

Each of them are called by a different name
Hold on to variety of sentiments
Will they all hold me accountable
Lord, knows I don't want the blame

Maybe I'll start to write poems as gentle as my touch
May the kindness manifest in all my writings
So I can finally lean on them and use it as a crutch