Don’t worry
I am still hear
To whisper into your ear
Silly poems of pain
And little quips to stimulate the brain
Revealing just enough
To keep you sane
And just enough
So you can see your chains
Just enough
Light
In the darkness
To be called an artist
But just
Barely
I took off my mask
And wrote what I was really thinking
And now some of you
Look at me now
Like a ship that’s sinking
While others
Reading
Saw my bleeding
And called it success
They say great art happens
When we rip open our chest
And let the rest
Of the eyes
Get a sneak of what’s behind
All of our masks and lies
No one can know the self
Ice doesn’t know when it will melt
It can’t cry
For help
It just flows
And transforms
Never knowing
What it is doing
And where it is going
It is just
Entropy
And it is inside of me
Bursting to get out
So, yes
I am still here
I am only working
On something new
For you
But mostly
For me
And if you don’t hear from me
It is only because I am exploring
The echoes that live in eternity
I’ll be back soon.
CH 9/6/23
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