A FREE VERSE POEM
I cut myself to let love seep out of my body
To let understanding soften my judgmental edges
To let beauty kindle my vision
To let care and kindness foster my relationships
To let myself do justice as a daughter, sister and friend.
But as I watch myself soak the floor red the mirage of novelty is lifted
Its not my altruism bleeding out but my naive forfeiture
What was I thinking, I’ll never be enough to empty the oceans of expectation.
It is not even a sacrifice anymore rather just an escape from this vainly disposition.
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