I Am Back Again

A long night to think about about cutting people out of my life the weakest link. A makeover for 2022 And release the tightness from my chest Like a Maiden form bra, that drove a dent Into my breast, what a release to let them go free, My poem contains my spoken and unspoken thoughts My island tongue you might pick up, throughout the read This year was good to me despite the covid pandemic crisis Yesterday I had a meltdown, this morning I seem focus to a point To face some challenges, I can truly see some people for what they are. (Bull ters) Cleaning out my closet for my new found friends I haven't cried much this year, though I did less gambling, and more saving, (which is good) Sadly, my sex life drops like the New York temperature to 0 degree My poetry writing remains raw and original. But somehow, my smile became a little friendly towards strangers I think I am starting to like: The human race again I still have a long way to go: to catch up with the thing called trust a long night to think about my plus and minus. I grow up loving my biblical stories, which I can related To some of them, the weaker characters would always Be eaten up by the stronger ones, being vulnerable allows Some people to use us, giving up your self-worth, Your power, for what? A moment in bed: Did you heard me cried in my writing (no) ? The question is not what you look at, but what you see...Thoreau (quote) While, you look up in the ceiling, and ponders your thoughts, into sections: The three parts of your brain, forebrain, midbrain and hindbrain help a lot, Even though the hindbrain, made me think of this Hindman, the traveler, the soul seeker, They will work together as a team, but weaknesses make them drift off into different direction. Making me into believing that I don’t even know myself anymore, Today is for me to listen to myself, Goodbye my lover, hello new friends.