holding space, finding boundary

I come to you

without judgement or anger, without fear

firmly in my soul, sprouting

/

I remember it so well now

I do not want to grieve you

tears streaming you said

and at the time I did not understand this

and played the game

nor could I grieve either

but alas, I am confronted

within the body of my truth

and know well now this grief is in pass.

/

Your estrangement, your confusion, however deep it does boil

is a stew you shall strain and taste with time

I already have grieved

what you believed shan’t be grieved

the person you imagined I would be

what you wanted me to be

/

it is strange, I miss her too

silly, yelling, popular in affairs

you grieve her, this is the welt

protruding your skin

and I grow more deeply connected to each whim

wise, thriving, pushing the bounds,

I have grieved the us you held so safe and sound

the journey forward, may it change ebb and flow,

is yours to make soley,

for I know myself whole

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