I remember you screaming about needing nicotine patches
Because they would not give you a cigarette whilst treating your scratches
But hey kid, look at you know longer needing a bowl
You get high for the fun, no longer to feel whole
I remember all the black and white thinking
Holding hostages on your ship that was so clearly sinking
It is still a struggle to do all by yourself
But one day you will know moderation when it comes to asking for help
You have burned broken bridges without killing anyone
Never looking back, you held your breath and swum
Continue to let these names sit in the dirt
If any are to be dragged yours will be first
Take this anger and make it your religion
Love it for what it is and use its strength in your decisions
Understand that some people are worth admitting you are wrong
And if you must, turn the hurt you have towards them into a song
The both of you know it takes two
But do not take pride in saying it was not just you
He made green a pretty color
Do not let that be ruined with your hate for his brother
Do not ruin this love, I know you do not want to find sanctuary in another
You can be a home to him without making yourself suffer
Take your "needs" and make them "wants"
Do not kill him with obligations because I promise you his love will be one that haunts
Pray, it does not have to be to anything
Who knows maybe one day you will not feel scared when you sing
Ask your deities about their day
Learn to talk without mentioning his name
Learn to talk without saying yours
Ask your fellow man about their storms
You are amongst many human beings
A speck in a part of several much larger things
And find comfort in being a grain
Feel comfort in being familiar with pain
Today you are you
Tomorrow you are new
And today I will find comfort in calling you my friend
So please dear me, hold on because we will surely have this talk again
YOU ARE READING
Accepting what I cannot
PoetrySynopsis After years of unresolved trauma, I have decided to write a book consisting of poetry that I have written in some of my deepest moments of self-reflection. Some bittersweet, others uncensored with raw emotion. I mention both the strugg...