That Ty could shred my confidence Rip away my resonance Tear me apart Force me to depart Make me feel like I'm back at the start Of my emotional farce
But Infinity tells me I don't have to begin again I haven't lost my progress Nor worn it thin I'm still on my path of growth I've broken no oaths
The only real change Is no place where you and I can engage Because in that space Where you feel safe I can no longer trace I no longer feel safe
And I miss you terribly
I'm posting one of my poems from the writer's workshop I attend today, instead of writing from scratch. Which is different. We took prompts from the poem "Instructions on Not Giving Up" by Ada Limdon and the prompt I chose is "This is what really get's to me"