So much love to give
Let me pile it all together
Carry it
Don't hand it out
People don't like that
It's too much
Your love
Your love is like venom
To much and it'll kill
Not enough and it won't heal
So i carry it bundled up in a messy pile
Walking on a tightrope
Walking
Staggering
Unbalanced
...
Falling
...
Falling
...
Falling
Into an abyss
Is anyone there
Can you hear me
I'm right here
All I here are echos
Echo of times past
As I cling to the last thread
The last thread of love
I climb
...
Climb
...
Climb
Until the thread is now multiple
Woven together
Woven tightly in a new pattern
Climbing more
Weaving more
Until every thread is gathered
Until every thread is woven together
With an intricate design
And now it is all folded
Neatly
Beautifully held together
No spilling
Cascaded around my body
Like a shield of love
Remembering
Not to much
Not to little
This time I dance
Dance
Flip
Spin
Dancing through the onlookers
Winding past the judgment
Winding past the naysayers
Winding to the beat of my drum.
Effortlessly,
Because this time
I wove the pattern
I will be the love
My way
YOU ARE READING
Poetry
PoetryPoetry through the sense of a person just trying to understand, heal, and grow. Will continue to add more as I write more!
