My values
In torment
Over the right
Thing to do
In the situation
My heart
Begging to leave
And not wait
For even a second
But I reprimand
Myself
Saying softly
That I cannot
Hurt another
Unless I have
Enough proof
To offer myself
Enough evidence
To say
I cannot stay
To say
I have to go
To say
No and no
And no and
No
I know
Who I am now
I know
What I want now
I know
What I didn't now
And now
I feel torn
Now I feel
Reborn
Now I feel
As if the wool
Over my eyes
Has been shorn
And I can't go
Back
I can't reverse
To what I
Knew I had
Lacked
Away and away
My heart wants
To fly
Don't think
Don't feel
And please
Don't cry
Keep your
Chin up
And give
A small sigh
Because while
It may hurt
It's for my
Own good
I can't shrivel
I can't die
I can just
Get up
And leave
And come
What may
I'll find
My way
By moonlight.
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Chromatic Musings
PoetryA series of free-style reflective poems. Note: All are personal and may not apply to all readers.
