Prompt Poetry

tunnel to tomorrow

would I like me if I met myself?

Let's paint an image using water color and acrylic paint

Say I was another being in a human form and I walked up to Hermione and said: hey

I met who I was and I was greeted with a hi

Not too bright, but bright enough to make a good first impression

Eyes making slight but quick eye contact

Maybe a small wave from the dominant hand

Maybe I talked to the person beside Hermione and could wave to them too

Watch and see if Hermione gets curious or jealous or simply doesn't care;

Waiting for the conversation to take a turn or go back to what it was before I said that word with such care

I honestly have this striking feeling that I would fall in love with myself if I was a different form

I think people fall in love with me easily

I am a kind person at heart

A contagious soul with bountiful empathy

I've been through a lot so I hold immense room for others; giving them the benefit of the doubt

I don't judge (and try to hold myself accountable if I do)

I hold space for different perspectives, personalities, and moods

Because I understand that I am a person and people are people too

And in the midst of this question I saw on the Internet

I think to myself: all the things that were listed and yet:

I think I'm the problem

I barely eat right

I dress to impress

I always feel tight

I've been through so much

But am ashamed to just cry

I'm insecure, mending, and fighting for life

Giving love in hopes of receiving love back

But when love finds me in need

My trauma reacts

Not physically or mentally or emotionally to those who give

But psychologically to myself for simply trusting a friend

And I work

And I grind

And I'm tired

And I'm burnt

But I go

And I grow

Even when the pain hurts

So, would I like myself if I met myself?
Yes.

Would I fall in love with me as well?
You bet.

But when I look in that mirror and see me for all of who I fit

I cannot guarantee the answers wouldn't change just a bit.

But I'll keep going

And I'll keep going

And keep going

Going on

Because I want to get there one day

I want the answers to stay the same

I want to accept who I am flaws and all

Just a short tunnel to tomorrow

And a long journey to hone in

Nothing can stop me but me

So I gotta let me win