I wish I could but I can’t
This dance is not for me
I prance around with mask activated
Masqueraded by balls thrown in my court
My turn to choose...
Put on my walking shoes
Or infuse myself with confusion
Delusional
False realities
But they are my truths
I wish I didn’t feel
Pain
Hurt
Anger
Rage
Sadness
Mixed emotions blown out of proportion
My personal big bang theory
Mental slavery
History repeating itself
By way of generational curses
So I begin to break them
I wish I had the desires of my heart
But am I ready for what my heart desires
That would require
A deeper level of soul penetration
My only limitation is me
I am my worst enemy
I am my worst critic
No fairy tales or
picket fences
To mend
I bend like a palm tree in the middle of Miami during
hurricane season
I will not break
I will get stronger
I wish I didn’t wish anymore
But then...
where would my dreams go?
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