sometimes you're a flashback
you're an unwelcome memory
that seems to reach out
and grasp at the inner corners
of my mindforcing yourself to be remembered
and just like all of me
you have
to have your
attentionyou have
to have the spotlight
shine on youtheir eyes on you
gazing
whispering lips
giving me tips
on how to speak
correctlywithout offending anyone
you play back
like a moving picture
i wonder if the camera
had gotten to the part
where the tree had grown
its leaves againsometimes you come
when i'm restless
and alone
thoughts left to keep me companyyou know
all i want is some companyas i bloom into
another season
left to be ready for the changesleft to be shaking
in the temperaturescause last december
i only had my skeleton
of branches and rootsto keep me standing
and you live through me
like a live action
a musicala play by play
on how i've filled out
my own shoeshaunting me
because that's the only
thing you know how to dothe only thing
you could ever learn
is asking people to looklook for you
look at youto ask you
to look at yourselfthe only thing
you've observedis how you've mixed
the feelings of
being afraid
or excitedto learn anything
more than thatso you live through
your memoriestrying to relapse
trying to pinpoint
how it went down
like a murder mysteryasking questions like
who? what? when?
why?because the only way
you'd feel
like a fully grown saplingis if you could
find if it's in the soil
if it's in the rain
if it's in the waterso you can find
all the remedies
for completionso you can be
ready to learnthat you are
more than what you're
beginning to be.
YOU ARE READING
the dawn of us
Poesiecover by duvetjae a series of written poems about love, trauma, and moving on. disclaimer: this books discusses many serious topics, read with caution.