Insecurity walks into my heart
without even knocking
Trust grabs my throat
squeezing fear into my mind
The Universe cries for us
as tears smear chalk promises
colorful dreams turn muddy brown
Tomorrow a new dawn will appear
and I'll draw a permanent hopscotch
that will never fade away
6 comments:
Great poem, but it makes me feel edgy and uncertain. Fuck insecurity, fuck fear! Bring on the new dawn.
I love this! You are good!
Melissa, I told them what you said and they promised to leave--once my sweetie is home safe and sound.
April, thank you for reading, you too, are good. Wait, that didn't sound right. LOL =0)
Insecurity... I'm not even sure how to feel about this... but the lines:
Trust grabs my throat
squeezing fear into my mind
made me nod through the lump that instantly leapt into my throat.
Yes. Just, yes. You said it perfectly.
You *are* indeed a poet, Meagan.
Beautiful words.
Thank You Xoxo That Goes 2 U 2jen Bun
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